story7324.xml
Title
story7324.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-14
911DA Story: Story
I hear stories of first hand victims and others of those who witness the act live. I am not one of these people. I did not know anybody involved. Yet, something this tragic can scar a person for life as it has to me.
I woke up around 7:30 to go to my 9 am music class. Turning on the television didn't even cross my mind. I was in my "early morning get ready" mode. I made it to class ontime for some reason and sat oblivious to the world listen to my teacher rattle on about major scales. After class, I realized that I didn't have the workbook in which my assignment for the next day was due. After class, I took my time getting to the bookstore not realizing that no body was outside passing classes.
I reached the student center and noticed a group of people standing around a television set. Completely normal right? I bought my $90 book and went back to my dorm...and all hell broke loose.
It was around 10:00 that I became aware of the destruction taking place less than an hour away from where I was. First instinct, call mom. Why the hell my cell phone wasn't working was beyond me so I tripped back to the student center to use the payphone. She didn't have to work that day and was home yet, what she said to me on the phone hadn't even crossed my mind. "Meghan is in the city. She took the 7:15 train for class." My best friend in the whole world was in the city! I know her school, and the train station were nowhere's near the trade center yet, her being in the city on 9-11 was not the best of situations.
I hung up the phone. What else was there to say? I wanted to watch what was happening so I went to the even larger group of students around the T.V. and watched. And I couldn't help but cry. I never cryed and screamed that much. If I lost Megs, I would be devastated! At that point, one of the most beautiful things that has ever happened in my life happened. I was hugged. I don't know by whom or how I had gotten outside, but another student was hugging me and telling me that everything was going to be alright. And then she was gone.
Megs is alright. She couldn't get through on her cell phone for five hours and ran 33 blocks to the train station when she heard they were letting trains out of the city. I'm sorry to say that we laugh about that. Picturing Megs run 33 blocks is as funny as picturing Megs run a yard. But if we don't laugh, we cry. And supressing something is alot easier than letting it live.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't stand tall towards our flag. And anytime I hear a siren or a plane, I look for it and see where it is going. It's stressful. But then I think of how lucky I am just to recieve that hug. To whoever you are, you have touched my life. You are truely an angel and will never be forgotten. To everyone who has lost someone, my prayers are still with you.
It's hard to believe it has been a year. How fast it has gone by!!! Yet, I'm filled with love and hope and I stand tall with my fellow Americans.
I woke up around 7:30 to go to my 9 am music class. Turning on the television didn't even cross my mind. I was in my "early morning get ready" mode. I made it to class ontime for some reason and sat oblivious to the world listen to my teacher rattle on about major scales. After class, I realized that I didn't have the workbook in which my assignment for the next day was due. After class, I took my time getting to the bookstore not realizing that no body was outside passing classes.
I reached the student center and noticed a group of people standing around a television set. Completely normal right? I bought my $90 book and went back to my dorm...and all hell broke loose.
It was around 10:00 that I became aware of the destruction taking place less than an hour away from where I was. First instinct, call mom. Why the hell my cell phone wasn't working was beyond me so I tripped back to the student center to use the payphone. She didn't have to work that day and was home yet, what she said to me on the phone hadn't even crossed my mind. "Meghan is in the city. She took the 7:15 train for class." My best friend in the whole world was in the city! I know her school, and the train station were nowhere's near the trade center yet, her being in the city on 9-11 was not the best of situations.
I hung up the phone. What else was there to say? I wanted to watch what was happening so I went to the even larger group of students around the T.V. and watched. And I couldn't help but cry. I never cryed and screamed that much. If I lost Megs, I would be devastated! At that point, one of the most beautiful things that has ever happened in my life happened. I was hugged. I don't know by whom or how I had gotten outside, but another student was hugging me and telling me that everything was going to be alright. And then she was gone.
Megs is alright. She couldn't get through on her cell phone for five hours and ran 33 blocks to the train station when she heard they were letting trains out of the city. I'm sorry to say that we laugh about that. Picturing Megs run 33 blocks is as funny as picturing Megs run a yard. But if we don't laugh, we cry. And supressing something is alot easier than letting it live.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't stand tall towards our flag. And anytime I hear a siren or a plane, I look for it and see where it is going. It's stressful. But then I think of how lucky I am just to recieve that hug. To whoever you are, you have touched my life. You are truely an angel and will never be forgotten. To everyone who has lost someone, my prayers are still with you.
It's hard to believe it has been a year. How fast it has gone by!!! Yet, I'm filled with love and hope and I stand tall with my fellow Americans.
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Citation
“story7324.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 12, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/4367.