story7585.xml
Title
story7585.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-16
911DA Story: Story
Watching television on a weekday morning is something out of the norm for me because I'm usually working or on the computer at that particular time of the day. But for some unknown reason, I turned the TV on that fateful morning of 9/11 and I just STOOD in front of it. When I saw a plane fly into a building, I became confused and began to wonder if I had made a mistake and turned on one of the Movie Stations instead of the Local Station, like the number on our cable box was displaying.
Then I HEARD about what had just happened to the First Tower at the World Trade Center. Like so many others, I could not believe my eyes when I saw that plane crash into that staturesque building right in the middle of downtown New York City! The image was so SURREAL, yet I remember thinking, "I can't believe that I picked THIS day to watch morning TV and actually WITNESS this plane crashing into the WTC Building. AND it's BEFORE I hear it from ANYONE else OR see it LATER in the evening news"! I thought to myself, "If this is a joke, TV has REALLY gone TOO FAR with this "Reality" TV crap and this is SICK!!!" But when it FINALLY "sunk in" that this was NO JOKE, I'll NEVER forget that gripping feeling of POWERLESS.
Well, as shocked as I was then, it was still NOTHING compared to how I felt just a few minutes later, when I watched the "live" news coverage of the NEXT airplane flying into the SECOND World Tade Center Building. As this was happening, I surmised that the pilots on the plane HAD to have been DRUGGED or something, in order to fly through an entire building like that with PEOPLE on the plane! Immediately, I KNEW that those people on THAT plane HAD to have DISINTEGRATED INSTANTLY!!! The weirdest thing about it was, at that time it hadn't even DAWNED on me yet, that there was probably people in the building AS WELL! It wasn't until I saw the Live News coverage showing the footage of all the chaos of Emergency Vehicles and Crews desperately trying to get INTO the building to put the fires OUT, that it finally "HIT" me there was MORE PEOPLE up there besides the ones on the PLANE! I just kept shaking my head "NO!" and saying, "Oh, my God!" and "God, PLEASE HELP them!" and "Help all those PEOPLE!"
Like so many others, I NEVER could have imagined what was going to happen to the second WTC building in the next horrendous moments to come. My stomache was already so NAUSEOUS and I stood there UNABLE to MOVE! I was so sick, yet I was frozen to the point that I couldn't even sit down! My knees were so weak, but still I couldn't sit down. I so tired of standing for over 2 HOURS now, AND STILL, I couldn't sit down! I felt like I was going to PUKE! AND STILL I COULD NOT SIT DOWN!!! I cried.....I prayed.....I shook my head "NO!" in disbelief.....and no matter what.....I just could not sit down.
I can't write this "story" without feeling like I'm going to "throw-up". I can't write this "story" without sheading many of tears. I can't write this "story" without shaking my head back and forth in disbelief, while saying "NO!". I can't write this "story" without praying for all those people.....the ones who died.....the ones who didn't.....the ones who DID IT! I can't write this "story" without feeling SADNESS for my Country. I can't write this "story" without feeling HAPPINESS and PRIDE whenever I see our Nation's Flag.
The "Hole" that was left at "Ground Zero" is as big as the "hole" that is left in my soul, and that sick feeling of Powerlessness that remains there still. I've never been to New York...OR Pennsylvania...OR Washington D.C., but THIS I do know. I have a "calling" in my soul to THIS VERY DAY. I know I must someday GO to these places and...let that sick feeling in my soul go away...let my head shake back and forth and say, "NO!".....let my tears uncontrollably fall...let all my prayers for those who died, those who didn't, and those who "did it"; RISE UP TO THE HEAVENS along with those beautiful Lightbeams at "Ground Zero"...and finally...let my heart feel HAPPINESS and PRIDE every time I see my Nation's Flag.
Let Freedom Ring LOUD AND CLEAR.....Forever.
Then I HEARD about what had just happened to the First Tower at the World Trade Center. Like so many others, I could not believe my eyes when I saw that plane crash into that staturesque building right in the middle of downtown New York City! The image was so SURREAL, yet I remember thinking, "I can't believe that I picked THIS day to watch morning TV and actually WITNESS this plane crashing into the WTC Building. AND it's BEFORE I hear it from ANYONE else OR see it LATER in the evening news"! I thought to myself, "If this is a joke, TV has REALLY gone TOO FAR with this "Reality" TV crap and this is SICK!!!" But when it FINALLY "sunk in" that this was NO JOKE, I'll NEVER forget that gripping feeling of POWERLESS.
Well, as shocked as I was then, it was still NOTHING compared to how I felt just a few minutes later, when I watched the "live" news coverage of the NEXT airplane flying into the SECOND World Tade Center Building. As this was happening, I surmised that the pilots on the plane HAD to have been DRUGGED or something, in order to fly through an entire building like that with PEOPLE on the plane! Immediately, I KNEW that those people on THAT plane HAD to have DISINTEGRATED INSTANTLY!!! The weirdest thing about it was, at that time it hadn't even DAWNED on me yet, that there was probably people in the building AS WELL! It wasn't until I saw the Live News coverage showing the footage of all the chaos of Emergency Vehicles and Crews desperately trying to get INTO the building to put the fires OUT, that it finally "HIT" me there was MORE PEOPLE up there besides the ones on the PLANE! I just kept shaking my head "NO!" and saying, "Oh, my God!" and "God, PLEASE HELP them!" and "Help all those PEOPLE!"
Like so many others, I NEVER could have imagined what was going to happen to the second WTC building in the next horrendous moments to come. My stomache was already so NAUSEOUS and I stood there UNABLE to MOVE! I was so sick, yet I was frozen to the point that I couldn't even sit down! My knees were so weak, but still I couldn't sit down. I so tired of standing for over 2 HOURS now, AND STILL, I couldn't sit down! I felt like I was going to PUKE! AND STILL I COULD NOT SIT DOWN!!! I cried.....I prayed.....I shook my head "NO!" in disbelief.....and no matter what.....I just could not sit down.
I can't write this "story" without feeling like I'm going to "throw-up". I can't write this "story" without sheading many of tears. I can't write this "story" without shaking my head back and forth in disbelief, while saying "NO!". I can't write this "story" without praying for all those people.....the ones who died.....the ones who didn't.....the ones who DID IT! I can't write this "story" without feeling SADNESS for my Country. I can't write this "story" without feeling HAPPINESS and PRIDE whenever I see our Nation's Flag.
The "Hole" that was left at "Ground Zero" is as big as the "hole" that is left in my soul, and that sick feeling of Powerlessness that remains there still. I've never been to New York...OR Pennsylvania...OR Washington D.C., but THIS I do know. I have a "calling" in my soul to THIS VERY DAY. I know I must someday GO to these places and...let that sick feeling in my soul go away...let my head shake back and forth and say, "NO!".....let my tears uncontrollably fall...let all my prayers for those who died, those who didn't, and those who "did it"; RISE UP TO THE HEAVENS along with those beautiful Lightbeams at "Ground Zero"...and finally...let my heart feel HAPPINESS and PRIDE every time I see my Nation's Flag.
Let Freedom Ring LOUD AND CLEAR.....Forever.
Collection
Citation
“story7585.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 25, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/15580.