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2003-02-24

Where Were I on September 11?

It was a beautiful day as usual. I went to my English class and picked my son up after school. I saw my son walking towards me with a terribly sad look on his face. He told me we were under attack. There was something happening in New York. I did not understand what he talking about. He turned on the tv right away after we arrived home.

A group of crazy terrorists hijacked the planes and hit the middle of the towers of World Trade Center. The Towers fell down and been destroyed. The area around them looked just like a battlefield. "This is real! This is not a action movie!" I told myself. My son did his homework in front of the tv. We were so worried. We kept the tv on to know more.

The phone rang. My husband was in Taiwan. His anxious voice sound came from the other end. " Is everything OK there? Stay home! Don't go outside." My neighbor rang my doorbell. She came home from work earlier that day. She said the building she worked in was closed. They thought we were under attack; it was not safe if the building still has been occupied. The people in charge of the building asked them to leave. She stayed with us and watched tv together. We stayed inside the house afraid to go anywhere.