story609.xml
Title
story609.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-05-15
911DA Story: Story
Although my boyfriend and I were not anywhere near the WTC, it changed our lives forever. This is just a short version to everything that really happened. Here is our story.
8:48am:
Melissa: I live one mile away from the World trade center. I was asleep when the first plane hit in Tower 1. I didn't hear anything, nor was I aware that anything was going on. I didn't have class till one so I had planned to sleep until eleven. I didn't realize what was going on in reality.
Miguel: I was also asleep. I didn't plan on waking up anytime soon. I thought Melissa was already in school and wasn't expecting to hear from her until later on in the evening.
9:03am:
Melissa: I was still asleep when the second plane crashed into Tower 2. Two minutes later, my mom ran into my room screaming. I found out later that my mom was relived I was home. I was still half asleep and incoherent when my mom told me to watch the TV. I quickly jumped out of bed and ran into the living room. There to my horror, I saw both Towers on fire. My mother and her boyfriend told me what had happened and I kept thinking it was a dream. I forced myself to leave the TV so I could brush my teeth and make myself a cup of coffee. I knew this was going to be a long morning. Someone in my building had made mention about Con Edison being close to the WTC site. My mother and I decided to spend the rest of the morning collecting water, candles, and canned food just in case of emergency.
9:12am:
Miguel: My mom came into my room to wake me up and told me about the horrors that were happening. I turned on my TV and while watching the news, I thought "Who could've done this?" I knew this wasn't an accident. I was also concerned for Melissa. Was she there, in her school? I just kept hoping she was okay. Every time I heard the phone ring, I jumped. I kept hoping it was Melissa. Finally after a few minutes, she called and told me she was home. I was so relieved. She asked me to do her a favor and go online. She couldn't go on the computer or stay on the phone because the lines kept going dead and she wanted her friends to know she was okay.
9:28am:
Melissa: My mother and I were glued to the TV all morning. The news said it was a "Terrorist Attack on New York." But in a blink of an eye, we saw Tower 2 disappear. I couldn't believe it. Although I had saw it for myself, I kept asking my mother what happened. My mind couldn't take it. I went into hysterics. I was sobbing and screaming "I can't take this anymore. I want to leave New York." Reports kept coming in about the Pentagon, which was also hit and I was thinking about why anyone would want to do this to us.
10:28am:
Miguel: Tower 1 had collapsed. I saw it on TV while I was on the computer talking to our friends. I told everyone that someone will pay for what they did to us. Little did I know, in 24 hours, I was going to get the saddest news I ever heard since this whole ordeal happened.
I'm going to fast forward to the next day, because there's just too much information that happened that day.
September 12, 6:00am:
Melissa: I had to get out of the house. I couldn't stay and keep watching the news. I decided I wanted to go to Queens and see Miguel. I got dressed, walked to Delancey St station and hoped on the F train (I was thankful that the train was running.) I got to Queens at 7am. As soon as I saw Miguel, I gave him a big hug. We talked for about 15 minutes and then fell asleep. I hadn't slept all night and I didn't realize how tired I was. When I woke up later that day, I began to watch the news (there was nothing else to watch) and I felt depressed. I kept wondering how many casualties there were and I was hoping and praying that I didn't know anyone. A half hour later, I found out someone I knew (although not very well) died.
1:30pm:
Miguel: Melissa and I were watching the news about the massive rescue and cleanup they were going to in Lower Manhattan. We were both hungry and I decided to get us something to eat. I went outside and bumped into one of my neighbors, who told me some devastating news. My best friend, Richard Allen, died instantly in Tower 1 when the first plane had crashed. I ran into his sister and she confirmed it for me. I went back home and told Melissa what happened. Although Melissa didn't want to go home due to how I was feeling, she eventually did. I knew I had to deal with his death on my own. But I was glad my friends were there for me.
Present time:
Melissa: I can never forget what happened on 9-11. It's as if it happened yesterday. Generations to come will hear about what happened. One day when I have children, they're going to hear about 9-11 through school and through me. I will tell them "that was the day our freedom came under attack, but united we stand and united we overcame."
8:48am:
Melissa: I live one mile away from the World trade center. I was asleep when the first plane hit in Tower 1. I didn't hear anything, nor was I aware that anything was going on. I didn't have class till one so I had planned to sleep until eleven. I didn't realize what was going on in reality.
Miguel: I was also asleep. I didn't plan on waking up anytime soon. I thought Melissa was already in school and wasn't expecting to hear from her until later on in the evening.
9:03am:
Melissa: I was still asleep when the second plane crashed into Tower 2. Two minutes later, my mom ran into my room screaming. I found out later that my mom was relived I was home. I was still half asleep and incoherent when my mom told me to watch the TV. I quickly jumped out of bed and ran into the living room. There to my horror, I saw both Towers on fire. My mother and her boyfriend told me what had happened and I kept thinking it was a dream. I forced myself to leave the TV so I could brush my teeth and make myself a cup of coffee. I knew this was going to be a long morning. Someone in my building had made mention about Con Edison being close to the WTC site. My mother and I decided to spend the rest of the morning collecting water, candles, and canned food just in case of emergency.
9:12am:
Miguel: My mom came into my room to wake me up and told me about the horrors that were happening. I turned on my TV and while watching the news, I thought "Who could've done this?" I knew this wasn't an accident. I was also concerned for Melissa. Was she there, in her school? I just kept hoping she was okay. Every time I heard the phone ring, I jumped. I kept hoping it was Melissa. Finally after a few minutes, she called and told me she was home. I was so relieved. She asked me to do her a favor and go online. She couldn't go on the computer or stay on the phone because the lines kept going dead and she wanted her friends to know she was okay.
9:28am:
Melissa: My mother and I were glued to the TV all morning. The news said it was a "Terrorist Attack on New York." But in a blink of an eye, we saw Tower 2 disappear. I couldn't believe it. Although I had saw it for myself, I kept asking my mother what happened. My mind couldn't take it. I went into hysterics. I was sobbing and screaming "I can't take this anymore. I want to leave New York." Reports kept coming in about the Pentagon, which was also hit and I was thinking about why anyone would want to do this to us.
10:28am:
Miguel: Tower 1 had collapsed. I saw it on TV while I was on the computer talking to our friends. I told everyone that someone will pay for what they did to us. Little did I know, in 24 hours, I was going to get the saddest news I ever heard since this whole ordeal happened.
I'm going to fast forward to the next day, because there's just too much information that happened that day.
September 12, 6:00am:
Melissa: I had to get out of the house. I couldn't stay and keep watching the news. I decided I wanted to go to Queens and see Miguel. I got dressed, walked to Delancey St station and hoped on the F train (I was thankful that the train was running.) I got to Queens at 7am. As soon as I saw Miguel, I gave him a big hug. We talked for about 15 minutes and then fell asleep. I hadn't slept all night and I didn't realize how tired I was. When I woke up later that day, I began to watch the news (there was nothing else to watch) and I felt depressed. I kept wondering how many casualties there were and I was hoping and praying that I didn't know anyone. A half hour later, I found out someone I knew (although not very well) died.
1:30pm:
Miguel: Melissa and I were watching the news about the massive rescue and cleanup they were going to in Lower Manhattan. We were both hungry and I decided to get us something to eat. I went outside and bumped into one of my neighbors, who told me some devastating news. My best friend, Richard Allen, died instantly in Tower 1 when the first plane had crashed. I ran into his sister and she confirmed it for me. I went back home and told Melissa what happened. Although Melissa didn't want to go home due to how I was feeling, she eventually did. I knew I had to deal with his death on my own. But I was glad my friends were there for me.
Present time:
Melissa: I can never forget what happened on 9-11. It's as if it happened yesterday. Generations to come will hear about what happened. One day when I have children, they're going to hear about 9-11 through school and through me. I will tell them "that was the day our freedom came under attack, but united we stand and united we overcame."
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