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2003-09-11

I was sleeping, and my cell phone rang it was my mom. I answered a bit irritated, I did after all have school until 12am that morning. She told me 2 planes just hit the World Trade Center in New York, and you can actually see one turn and hit it. A bit in a dazed I asked "What?", she told me again, two planes hit the World Trade Center. I jummped out of my bed, and woke up my roommmate, we made our bed, and got into our PT gear, and ran to the dayroom, to watch the TV. As we were watching in shock, I went to wake up a couple of the other girls in our dorms, I explained what was going on to the two of them, one grabbed her PT gear and actually got dressed in the dayroom. When we got back into the dayroom, there was a big cloud of gray smoke, and 2 colonial buildings and at the bottom of the screen it said the pentagon, I thought that someone from the pentagon was talking and it was a different shot of the WTC. Just then my mom called again and told me that the Pentagon just blew up. After that I ran downstairs and told the MTL (Military Training Leader) that the Pentagon had just blown up, as he ran in to check the TV, he got the phone call that we were in Force Portection Condition Delta, we had not been Delta since the Cuban Missile Crisis. About that time people were starting to fall out for PT, and most everyone had no idea of what was going on, those of us who knew started telling people what was going on, everyone still half asleep, were confused some thought that it was a joke. Just then the MTL came out and told us to get inside the building ASAP, for lack of better words. They pulled everyone into the Briefing Room, the TV was on and everyone was watching in total shock. The MTLs said that the US was under attack, and that some of would go to war, and there is a possible chance that we could die, and that is what we came into the Military for. As we listen to him those words the first tower fell, everyone gasped, and watch the room was completely silent. Some of us speechless, some of with a look of fear, and some crying. That day we all sat and comforted each other, called our friends and family, and watched all day. That night after I got home from school, I had about 20 messages on my cell phone from friends and family that I didn't get to talk to that day, wanting to make sure that I was ok, and see what was going to happen to me.