story5400.xml
Title
story5400.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-11
911DA Story: Story
I first want to say, "God Bless America- Land of the Free"!
I did not know anyone in the WTC or the Pentagon, but I felt completely stripped of my freedom that day. I had taken my 1 year old daughter to the doctors. As I was waiting, one of the nurses came into the room I was in, and said "Something just hit one of the buildings in New York". She didn't know exactly what was going on. I just figured it was an accident of some kind. The next time she came into the room, she looked like she had seen a ghost. I asked her what was going on, and she said "I think we are under some kind of attack, because both towers have been hit." My heart sank, and I didn't know what to do. I did not have access to TV or Radio. As I was getting ready to leave, one of the other nurses said something about the Pentagon. By now, with child in tow, I was completely petrified. I made it out to my truck, and just broke out into tears. My friend worked about 2 blocks from where I was, and I went to see her, because I was not able to safely drive. Her and her daughters and I were just in NY that past weekend. I couldn't breath, and I couldn't see because of the tears. She calmed me down enough, so that I could drive home. I wanted my family with me, and I wanted to be home. We live not very far from Philadelphia, and I was fearful that we were the next target. I drove directly to my older daughters school. I did not have to say anything when I got there. They got my daughter and we went home. I tried to explain, as best I could to a 10 year old, what was going on. She was not necessarily upset, but instead she was mad !! I made it home, and turned the tv on. I could not believe what I was seeing. I knew that my country, the one that we all have taken for granted, would never be the same. I cried all day and night. I cried for weeks. I was upset with myself, for not appreciating what it means to live in this great country of ours. I was upset with myself for not saying the pledge of allegiance for a long time. I was mad for not really appreciating what it meant to really be "Free". I was angry that someone would do this to MY country. My life has changed in the last year, just as everyone elses, I'm sure. I think about what it means to live in the United States of America. I make sure I never forget to kiss my loved ones every day and tell them I love them. My heart and prayers go out to all of those people who lost loved ones. I pray that our country will stay united and strong.
I did not know anyone in the WTC or the Pentagon, but I felt completely stripped of my freedom that day. I had taken my 1 year old daughter to the doctors. As I was waiting, one of the nurses came into the room I was in, and said "Something just hit one of the buildings in New York". She didn't know exactly what was going on. I just figured it was an accident of some kind. The next time she came into the room, she looked like she had seen a ghost. I asked her what was going on, and she said "I think we are under some kind of attack, because both towers have been hit." My heart sank, and I didn't know what to do. I did not have access to TV or Radio. As I was getting ready to leave, one of the other nurses said something about the Pentagon. By now, with child in tow, I was completely petrified. I made it out to my truck, and just broke out into tears. My friend worked about 2 blocks from where I was, and I went to see her, because I was not able to safely drive. Her and her daughters and I were just in NY that past weekend. I couldn't breath, and I couldn't see because of the tears. She calmed me down enough, so that I could drive home. I wanted my family with me, and I wanted to be home. We live not very far from Philadelphia, and I was fearful that we were the next target. I drove directly to my older daughters school. I did not have to say anything when I got there. They got my daughter and we went home. I tried to explain, as best I could to a 10 year old, what was going on. She was not necessarily upset, but instead she was mad !! I made it home, and turned the tv on. I could not believe what I was seeing. I knew that my country, the one that we all have taken for granted, would never be the same. I cried all day and night. I cried for weeks. I was upset with myself, for not appreciating what it means to live in this great country of ours. I was upset with myself for not saying the pledge of allegiance for a long time. I was mad for not really appreciating what it meant to really be "Free". I was angry that someone would do this to MY country. My life has changed in the last year, just as everyone elses, I'm sure. I think about what it means to live in the United States of America. I make sure I never forget to kiss my loved ones every day and tell them I love them. My heart and prayers go out to all of those people who lost loved ones. I pray that our country will stay united and strong.
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Citation
“story5400.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 21, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/9343.