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#835 | Saturday, March 9th 2002
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On 9/11 I was watching sky news in the UK at about 2pm when the first plane hit. At first I thought that it was a terrible accident until I saw the next plane hit. I immediately called family and friends to tell them to turn the tv on. The rest of the day was spent watching the news unfold. It is beyond belief the measures terrorists will go to. My outlook on life has changed dramatically, I lived in America for a time and the patriotism was an amazing quality of the people, I hope it lives on stronger than ever! Times are now not safe in the Western world, I want my children to always remember the patriotism and united front shown by the American and British people and know that the war on terror will secure their democratic future. I will never forget the stories of those who lost their lives that day and will continue to cry for all those growing up without parents and sons and daughters etc. God bless you all Joanne 24 UK
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joanne | 24 | United Kingdom
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#821 | Tuesday, March 5th 2002
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I'm not sure about the rest of the United States of America, but I know that 9-11-2001 has altered my reality. Unfortunately, I don't have cable, which means I don't get to watch much television, but my boyfriend showed up early at my house that day. I still had my bath towel wrapped around my head and my eyeliner pencil in my hand when I opened the door for him.
"You have no clue what's going on, do you?" he pushed past me.
"No," I said. "Why, what happened?"
"I can't even explain it to you. You have to see it."
He put a video tape in my VCR, which isn't exactly out of the ordinary since he is a professional audio/video editor and producer. I watched the first tower burning and heard the jumbled voices of news anchors telling the story. Then the second plane. Then the Pentagon.
"Is this real?"
"This is happening as we speak," he answered.
"Who would do such a thing?"
We went to his house, because he has cable. Our friends came over and we sat to watch it together. And I swore, when the towers collapsed, that it was a scene from a movie. The actors panting and screaming as they stretched to outrun a dark cloud. And we watched. We watched bombs falling in Afghanistan. It didn't make any sense and I was convinced that it wasn't real. I was crying because Hollywood made it seem real, right?
All of those people....
All of those lives....
I knew that some of them would never be found, their bodies disintegrated by the heat. All that lost for what? As you can imagine, the anger set in...the total disgust at what humankind has become...fear that everything I thought was, was no more. It's like waking up and suddenly the grass is blue and the sky is green. What the hell? Was I really so naive? Was I still living my life as a little girl, trapped in some fairy tale or hope that the world was more like one?
I still have no resolve. I don't have any answers. But I can tell you that, after watching "The Wall", I never thought I'd see a war in my lifetime. "The Wall" painted a picture of what war is good for -- leaving children without fathers, mothers without sons, wives without husbands, staining the streets with blood, fear, devestation, hate...am I leaving anything out? I thought the world had realized that war does more harm than good. I was naive.
And, here we are, dead smack in the middle of a war. People are still dying, blood is still staining the streets. There is a child who will never know her father (Daniel Pearl), there are thousands and thousands of Americans and Middle Easterners who have lost because all we have learned is how to hate.
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Joanna | 24 | Ohio
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#806 | Saturday, March 2nd 2002
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I was in bed just waking up to a hard nights work when I turn on the television and listened to Katie Couric interview someone ( don't remember who because I was just barely waking up). Then I press play on my vcr (which ironically had 'True lies' playing) and I went back to sleep for a few minutes. When I woke up it was still playing and I turned it off to watch the today show when I saw the most horrific site I had ever seen in my 24 years of life. It was the first building on fire with a gigantic hole and paper flying. I knew, honest to god I knew that this was a terrorist attack and not a accident.Then I watched in horror as the second plane struck and my believes were confirmed. I called my mom to ask her if I was dreaming or was this real. and she was sleep also. I told her to turn on the t.v. because it looks like people are flying planes in building in New York. She called me back to tell me that I was not dreaming and she was watching the same atrocity I was. In the aftermath this unforgettable attack, I hope that we as Americans learned to love one another not matter what skin color, religious belief or whatever is different. We learn to drop the ethnic background from in front of American (example African-AMERICAN ,Asian-AMERICAN, Mexcian-AMERICAN) because we are all Americans and most important we are all brothers and sisters in the eyes of god, no matter who your god may be. I WILL NEVER FORGET 911. Nor will my children or grandchildren. 911 will be the day that all America exhaled and came together. Please America Don't make me a liar to me children.
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Angela | 24 | Michigan
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#779 | Wednesday, February 20th 2002
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I can remember it as clearly now as when it happened. I was making breakfast and getting ready for work in my apartment in California when I turned on the TV and saw the 2nd tower in flames. I had been living on the west coast for only a week, after having moved from Boston. My first reaction was to call my mother back in Boston and ask her if this was all really happening. It was almost like a movie. I started to panic when I heard that the flights that hit the towers had originated in Boston. My heart sank. Did I know anyone on those flights? Where were my friends who live in NYC? Where were my friends' friends and family's friends? Was everyone safe? All these thoughts passed through my mind. I felt physically ill and could not stop crying. After gaining my composure, I went to work where I was essentially the east coast representative at my company, seeing as I was the only person from New England. A TV had been set up in the main conference room and I sat and watched in disbelief for 3 hours. Everyone kept asking me if I knew anyone on the flights or working in the WTC. I didn't know and that made me panic more than anything in the world. I couldn't reach anyone in NYC and had no way of knowing if any of my friends were on those flights. I felt an incredible pang of guilt for not being back home with my family. As the day went on, I got in touch with my family and friends and found out that some of my friends' friends had been killed. This had been the most horrifying and memorable day of my life. It took me weeks to be able to reflect on what had happened without bursting into tears. Today, a little over 5 months after this atrocity occurred, my eyes still swell with tears when I think of it.
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Karen | 24 | California
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#756 | Wednesday, February 13th 2002
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I just hope america stands tall and together from this moment on
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michael | 24 | Minnesota
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