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#2521 | Saturday, September 14th 2002
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I woke up unusually late that morning. My sister was home on her vacation. As soon as I got up that morning, my sister yelled to me what had happened. At this point three of the planes had crashed. It didn't make any sense. I felt like I was still dreaming. It wasn't real.
I became engrossed with the television, flipping between network and news stations in search of a reason I never found. At least, a reason I never found acceptable. This wasn't real. I was watching clips from a movie.
I broke away from the television and went to the computer. It never occurred to me that people would be worried or concerned about me. Throughout the day I received emails and instant messages from people making sure I was alright. I was touched but it still didn't feel real.
I could walk outside and see the cloud of smoke from the collapsed buildings. Even then it didn't feel real.
Two days later, September 13, 2001, the wind must have changed direction. I awoke to to a horrid smell I cannot describe. I checked the entire house for something burning. Although, it didn't exactly smell like smoke. I realized the smell was from outside. I, immediately, turned on the television thinking something else happened.
nothing happened.
It was the smell from ground zero. It was a smell I will never ever forget. That was the moment that it all became real.
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Julie | 27 | New York
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#2422 | Thursday, September 12th 2002
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The 11th of september is a national holiday where I live, that's why I was at home with my husband that afternoon watching the news on tv. Suddenly there was an interruption of the program and a connection live with new york to show the images of a plane that had just hit the Twin Towers. As I was watching this, another plane hit the second tower. That was too much. I couldn't believe my eyes. My first thought was about the people who were on the towers that day. I didn't know what was coming next, but I thought to myself that a lot of people was going to die. My mother called me: Are you watching tv? Yes, I said and we just spent minutes there on the line, without words to express our emotions or to describe what we were witnessing
My honeymoon was in New York two years ago and my husband and I just love that city and the people. Nothing will be the same, the empty sky will always remind us of the tragedy.
That day was a horrible day, I just couldn't stop thinking of the suffering of all that innocent people: people who was working that day, who had families waiting at home, who had plans and who had nothing to do with the people who had done that monstruosity. I spent days and weeks crying whenever I saw those images on television, and I still do. And I have this sensation that none of this is real, that the towers are still there and that everything was a terrible nightmare. Words can't express my sorrow, my sympathy for all the people who suffered and for the lives of those who have gone so unexpectedly. I pray this NEVER happens again.
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B.C. | 27 | Spain
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#2420 | Thursday, September 12th 2002
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My baby daughter was just 4 days old when this awful event happended. It was to unreal to believe when I sat and watched her sleeping so peacfully and these events were happening on television in front of me.
My heart goes out to the people who died and to their families and friends and colleagues. They didn't deserve this and nor did America and the other countries that suffered. I still can't believe it happened, even now, a year on. Life must go on though for the sake of these young children who are still to young to know what happened. All we can do is hope that these children never ever see anything like this again.
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Anita | 27 | United Kingdom
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#2386 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
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September 11, 2001---I was driving to work that day and running late. I work in Manhattan. I saw the plane hit the WTC from New Jersey on my way to work. The minute I saw it I stopped. Thinking it was just an accident I stayed on the side of the road when I saw a second plane hit the second tower. That was when I knew I was in the middle of a war zone. Frightened not knowing what would happen next I turned around on my way home, I wasn't going to work that day. I called my wife on my cell phone to tell her I loved her incase anther plane just hit or a bomb fell or something. I got home that day. It was the first experience of its kind for me and many other Americans, I do hope it was the last. Osama Bin Laden, I hope he suffers, I hope he and anyone else in the Middle East who thinks this is great suffers. GOD BLESS AMERICA, THE GREATEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD
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John | 27 | New Jersey
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#2329 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
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I was teaching my third grade class at a Catholic school when the principal came on the intercom. She just asked us to take a moment of silence and say a prayer for something sad had happened on the east coasts. I got chills. I knew it must be bad or else she wouldn't have asked. The secretary came around to tell us, but by then most of us had the information from the computer. I was lucky in a way, my kids were going to another class for the next 1 1/2 hrs. I spent any moment I could the rest of the day in the office, where a few people had brought tvs too. I saw the 2nd tower fall. I kept calling my husband to see the latest information. It was the hardest day I have ever had to teach. We couldn't tell the kids--how could we tell the little ones? That was for their parents to figure out. My heart was breaking as I thought about what was happenging...
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Heather | 27 | Kansas
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