story8389.xml
Title
story8389.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-10-07
911DA Story: Story
I am a New Yorker, born in Brooklyn. My dad moved to the UK 3 years ago to work, I like the UK, but I miss home. On September 11th I was off ill, I had a cold. I was sitting downstairs in the lounge in the early afternoon here. When my younger sister shouted downstairs that a plane crash had happened in New York. I turned on the TV to see an image of the North Tower of the WTC on fire. Moments I saw the second plane hit the South Tower, at that point I began to cry, my sister and I sat in horror as we saw the replays of the plane hitting the tower. Then the Pentagon was hit, I know I was terrified at what was happening. Was this war?, who had done this to us? I tried to phone my friends back home but the lines where all busy. Surely this day could not get worse, it did. We saw the South Tower fall, and then I know I lost control and cried and cried, my sister and I hugged each other close both in tears.
I know I wished I was back home then, to be with my friends in New York, to comfort them and to support my fellow citizens. I watched as the North Tower fell, in front of my eyes, so many innocent lives gone. I remember my mom coming in and wondering why her two daughters when huddled up crying and shaking. She saw the images on TV and then she cried too. My friends here in the UK, came over to see if I was ok, they too where shocked and horrified at the terrible events of the day. As the evening came and the news continued to be shown, my sister and I just sat stunned both too upset to move. We went to bed still in tears, afraid of the future and scared that this might be the end of the world.
Next day I woke up, my sister and I stayed together, I had a thought that maybe I had dream't it all and it wasn't real. I would see that the Towers where ok and that I could go up the top again like I had done 3 years before. I turned on the TV and my heart sank, it was no dream. Kayleigh my sister and I felt for months after that we where in a dream world, everything was surreal. To this day I still grieve for those who died. May God bless you all and may God bless the United States of America.
I know I wished I was back home then, to be with my friends in New York, to comfort them and to support my fellow citizens. I watched as the North Tower fell, in front of my eyes, so many innocent lives gone. I remember my mom coming in and wondering why her two daughters when huddled up crying and shaking. She saw the images on TV and then she cried too. My friends here in the UK, came over to see if I was ok, they too where shocked and horrified at the terrible events of the day. As the evening came and the news continued to be shown, my sister and I just sat stunned both too upset to move. We went to bed still in tears, afraid of the future and scared that this might be the end of the world.
Next day I woke up, my sister and I stayed together, I had a thought that maybe I had dream't it all and it wasn't real. I would see that the Towers where ok and that I could go up the top again like I had done 3 years before. I turned on the TV and my heart sank, it was no dream. Kayleigh my sister and I felt for months after that we where in a dream world, everything was surreal. To this day I still grieve for those who died. May God bless you all and may God bless the United States of America.
Collection
Citation
“story8389.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 23, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/15233.
