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story11175.xml

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2004-11-29

I was a Senior in high school, and getting ready to go to school for Drumline practice when my mother woke me up screaming. I had passed out on the couch in the living room the night before and when I woke up the T.V. was on and I saw this plane going in a building. I didn't know what was going on and anything. My mother said a plane had crashed in to the WTC. I didn't know what it was or anything but as we watched T.V. a little longer, I watched LIVE as the second plane hit. I quickly got dressed and headed for the door. My mother asked where I was going and I told her I had to let the people at school know. The only people at school that early was administrators and the Band who was practicing before the sun even came up. I ran the mile to school and found a few friends in the hallway and told them. Everybody thought I was crazy so I grabbed my friends radio and turned the station and as they listened, everything went silent. A mob of 15 people ran into our band directors office and turned on the T.V. Our director thought is was some kind of show. To this day I here his words ring in my ears, "It's just a story." We dragged the T.V. into our band room which could hold up to a couple hundred students and more people showed up as the tragedy continued. We all watched as people jumped, and fell from the towers. We clung to our boyfriends, girlfriends, and family as watched helplessly while New Yorkers ran from the collapsing WTC2. Students and Faculty alike were crying. One friend in particular was crying because her brother was in the military and they went on high alert. With different radios and T.V.'s going on all around the room, we were trying to listen in on all that was going on. A Plane went down in P.A. and one had hit the Pentagon. It was unreal and I tried constantly to convince myself that this was a dream. It may seem stupid but it was the only thing that made me feel calm. Through out the day we all tried to comfort each other and we watched as casualties were evacuated from the buildings, and Rescueres went to work, doing what they do. I wasn't there but I felt the very same thing that those people in the buildings did....I think all America felt the same feeling on that day, though we can't put a name on it, we felt it.