story8312.xml
Title
story8312.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-10-02
911DA Story: Story
"Oh my god!! Another plane has just flown into the South Tower!" Those are the words I most remember from that tragic day in September of 2001. I woke up that morning thinking it would just be a normal day: go to school, learn, come home, and sleep. But when I turned on the TV that morning, I found out I was wrong.
I was the first one up in my house on 9/11, and turned on the TV, procastinating about getting ready for school. The channel that came up first thing had the news on. I immediately saw a huge tower, engrossed with smoke and fire. I didn't realize what I was watching until a couple minutes later when my mom came down and asked me what was going on. I remember thinking (but I'm not exatly sure if I said it), "I don't know. I think something crashed into the World Trade Center tower." Because she knew the significnce of the World Trade Center that I didn't, she automatically knew something was going on. I hesistantly got ready for school while watching the news until my ride arrived at my house. Right before I left my mom told me the Pentagon had been attacked as well.
It wasn't something that could easily be out of mind for a while either; we watched TV and listened to the radio in every class of mine. I remember everyone being in a state of shock; we all just sat there, listening or watching, wondering what was going on, while the teachers busily watched and updated eachother on something they might not've seen. The most I remember from school that day was getting an uncountable amount of hugs and "I loves you's", out of the vulnerability we felt for being helpless.
I got home that day and instantly turned on the news. I remember hearing that some of the planes were coming from Logan National Airport in Boston, Massachusetts. I automatically thought of my brother,Travis, who had recently moved there for college. I checked the messages on my answering machine and got one from my aunt, who also lived in Boston. I remember the tone in her voice when she told my mom and me, "Hey you guys, I just talked to Travis and he wanted me to tell you he's okay and everything's going fine. He wont be able to call you for a while because he's going to a couple of remembrances and discussions about it.That's about it. I hope you guys are okay. I love you so much and I'll talk to you soon."
Whether you lived in New York and saw it in real life or had a friend or family member who was lost or injured in the destruction, or like me, your view of the world changed after the events, everyone was affected by September 11th.
I was the first one up in my house on 9/11, and turned on the TV, procastinating about getting ready for school. The channel that came up first thing had the news on. I immediately saw a huge tower, engrossed with smoke and fire. I didn't realize what I was watching until a couple minutes later when my mom came down and asked me what was going on. I remember thinking (but I'm not exatly sure if I said it), "I don't know. I think something crashed into the World Trade Center tower." Because she knew the significnce of the World Trade Center that I didn't, she automatically knew something was going on. I hesistantly got ready for school while watching the news until my ride arrived at my house. Right before I left my mom told me the Pentagon had been attacked as well.
It wasn't something that could easily be out of mind for a while either; we watched TV and listened to the radio in every class of mine. I remember everyone being in a state of shock; we all just sat there, listening or watching, wondering what was going on, while the teachers busily watched and updated eachother on something they might not've seen. The most I remember from school that day was getting an uncountable amount of hugs and "I loves you's", out of the vulnerability we felt for being helpless.
I got home that day and instantly turned on the news. I remember hearing that some of the planes were coming from Logan National Airport in Boston, Massachusetts. I automatically thought of my brother,Travis, who had recently moved there for college. I checked the messages on my answering machine and got one from my aunt, who also lived in Boston. I remember the tone in her voice when she told my mom and me, "Hey you guys, I just talked to Travis and he wanted me to tell you he's okay and everything's going fine. He wont be able to call you for a while because he's going to a couple of remembrances and discussions about it.That's about it. I hope you guys are okay. I love you so much and I'll talk to you soon."
Whether you lived in New York and saw it in real life or had a friend or family member who was lost or injured in the destruction, or like me, your view of the world changed after the events, everyone was affected by September 11th.
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“story8312.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 16, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/4579.