story8572.xml
Title
story8572.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-10-24
911DA Story: Story
September eleventh must have been one of he most horrific days this country has ever experienced. Everybody at school was talking about what was going on, but nobody really new what happened. One person would say, "One plane hit both World Trade Towers, one hit the Pentagon, and one is flying around!" Another person would say, "One hit Tower 1, one hit Tower 2 and one might hit the Pentagon!" The teachers wouldn't turn on the television and watch what happened while we were there; but, then, they would leave when we left class to go watch it. It was a very confusing day until the pricapal came on the intercom and told us the true story.
As soon as I got home I ran upstairs , dropped my stuff (not caring where it landed), and ran to the television where my dad was sitting and watching the news. I saw the same pictures over and over. I saw the planes hitting the towers, people covered in blood and dust, both towers crumbling, and people being carried away in stretchers. The real shocker was watching people in another country celebrating with parades, laughing, and holding up signs. I felt sad and mad at the same time.
My life changed after September eleventh attacks. I feel like the country is more vulnerable than I had thought. I also feel bad for the innocent victims and the firefighters who died on September eleventh.
In some ways, my life didn't change. I didn't lose anyone in my family on September eleventh (about which I feel very lucky). My life didn't change because I carried on my life like normal.
September 11, 2002 should be remembered for years to come. When terrorist come and kill thousands of people of all different nationalities, you can't just blow it off. You should remember the firefighters, officers, and people who risked their lives for others. The people lost on the crashed flight in Pennsylvania should also be remembered for their bravery. They risked their lives to stop the killing of many more. We should remember those who were in the World Trade Towers and lived for all they went through. The workers in the Pentagon should be remembered. We should also remember the people on the planes who died on September eleventh.
This story tells how I witnessed September eleventh. It tells how my life changed and did not change, and what should be rememberedabout that day. September 11, 2002 was a sad day in American history and maybe in the history of other countries. It should be remembered for years to come.
As soon as I got home I ran upstairs , dropped my stuff (not caring where it landed), and ran to the television where my dad was sitting and watching the news. I saw the same pictures over and over. I saw the planes hitting the towers, people covered in blood and dust, both towers crumbling, and people being carried away in stretchers. The real shocker was watching people in another country celebrating with parades, laughing, and holding up signs. I felt sad and mad at the same time.
My life changed after September eleventh attacks. I feel like the country is more vulnerable than I had thought. I also feel bad for the innocent victims and the firefighters who died on September eleventh.
In some ways, my life didn't change. I didn't lose anyone in my family on September eleventh (about which I feel very lucky). My life didn't change because I carried on my life like normal.
September 11, 2002 should be remembered for years to come. When terrorist come and kill thousands of people of all different nationalities, you can't just blow it off. You should remember the firefighters, officers, and people who risked their lives for others. The people lost on the crashed flight in Pennsylvania should also be remembered for their bravery. They risked their lives to stop the killing of many more. We should remember those who were in the World Trade Towers and lived for all they went through. The workers in the Pentagon should be remembered. We should also remember the people on the planes who died on September eleventh.
This story tells how I witnessed September eleventh. It tells how my life changed and did not change, and what should be rememberedabout that day. September 11, 2002 was a sad day in American history and maybe in the history of other countries. It should be remembered for years to come.
Collection
Citation
“story8572.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 29, 2024, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/16560.