story4855.xml
Title
story4855.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-11
911DA Story: Story
" There's a power inside you, there's a battle to be one, and every victory is a begginng the way they always have begun...with the power of one. One day, you'll realize that, one hope is all you need. One dream that we can all share, one dream we all believe. Would you make that sarifice, if you knew that it was right? well the answers here if you look inside. Would you run and hide or would you fight the fight?" O-Town, One Heart
"never start a paragrah or paper with a quote" my teacher always tells me, today for this it seemed aprropreate. this song has new meaning to me now.
One of my favorite songs be one of my favorite groups became both an insperation and a hope through these past days. The account of my day is niether sad nor spectacluar, but it is rather about what happened to me. on September 11, 2001 how my life changed with the world's
im 15 years old and am writing from California. the strange waves of events started in my house. i had no account of any of this happening for at least 3 hours. i went to school, me as a 14 year old sophmore, knowing nothing until i was at my locker on my way to 1st period at about 8:15 or so. as soon as i heard, events earlier that morning were embeded in my mind. among were the song and clip of a music video i watched in the moring, and what class i had 0 period. the weather ironically was a metaophor in a way. it was dark and cloudy, the darkest it ever was all year. Time seemed to stand still as i found out. i hadn't seen any images until 3rd period at 9:15., it was the first time. i couldn't belive what was hapening. fear spread over me, and i almost broke down crying as i watched the planes hit over and over. most of the day is blur to me now, classes, but i remember what shows i watched, as though it was yesterday. what lines they said that stood out and what i said to certain people.
Normally wild and happy teens at lunch me friends and i stat quietly and talked. i found it better when i talked about what was going, my fears and hopes. i was so worried and afraid that night i had to listen to poeple talking. i wanted to know what went on at every minute. i know that for me and my generation we'll remember everything about that day. parts are blurry, but others arn't. i can't believe it's been a year. it seems to have gone by so fast.
Tonight i plan to light a candle at 7:00 the same time as on Friday Sept. 14 in memory. as life goes on, i will forget many things. but i believe that the images and thoughts will stay in my mind forever. i know i still haevn't gotten over it because as i watched TV today after school i felt chills up and down my spine and the sadness returning. i believe that will happen for years to come.
Setember 11 2001, during a day for tradigy, hope rises
My account is in Mermory of all the victims od Setember 11, dead and alive.
"never start a paragrah or paper with a quote" my teacher always tells me, today for this it seemed aprropreate. this song has new meaning to me now.
One of my favorite songs be one of my favorite groups became both an insperation and a hope through these past days. The account of my day is niether sad nor spectacluar, but it is rather about what happened to me. on September 11, 2001 how my life changed with the world's
im 15 years old and am writing from California. the strange waves of events started in my house. i had no account of any of this happening for at least 3 hours. i went to school, me as a 14 year old sophmore, knowing nothing until i was at my locker on my way to 1st period at about 8:15 or so. as soon as i heard, events earlier that morning were embeded in my mind. among were the song and clip of a music video i watched in the moring, and what class i had 0 period. the weather ironically was a metaophor in a way. it was dark and cloudy, the darkest it ever was all year. Time seemed to stand still as i found out. i hadn't seen any images until 3rd period at 9:15., it was the first time. i couldn't belive what was hapening. fear spread over me, and i almost broke down crying as i watched the planes hit over and over. most of the day is blur to me now, classes, but i remember what shows i watched, as though it was yesterday. what lines they said that stood out and what i said to certain people.
Normally wild and happy teens at lunch me friends and i stat quietly and talked. i found it better when i talked about what was going, my fears and hopes. i was so worried and afraid that night i had to listen to poeple talking. i wanted to know what went on at every minute. i know that for me and my generation we'll remember everything about that day. parts are blurry, but others arn't. i can't believe it's been a year. it seems to have gone by so fast.
Tonight i plan to light a candle at 7:00 the same time as on Friday Sept. 14 in memory. as life goes on, i will forget many things. but i believe that the images and thoughts will stay in my mind forever. i know i still haevn't gotten over it because as i watched TV today after school i felt chills up and down my spine and the sadness returning. i believe that will happen for years to come.
Setember 11 2001, during a day for tradigy, hope rises
My account is in Mermory of all the victims od Setember 11, dead and alive.
Collection
Citation
“story4855.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 25, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/6830.