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#526 | Tuesday, December 18th 2001
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I had just awakened that morning from staying up late the night before. I had started brewing my morning coffee and just turned on the TV. It was about 10:30-10:45 AM. I saw the pictures of the WTC towers burning. I simply was stunned. I rubbed my eyes and shook my head and thought to myself,"is this a dream?" The news anchor then starting talking about the Pentagon crash also,and I then thought we were being attacked by a foreign power(we actually were, it turned out). I left the TV on and logged onto the internet to absorb every kind of news I could get. Thank goodness I was off that day--I don't think I could have been very good at work. I phoned one of my three daughters-the one still living in my city. I just wanted to talk to her and find out how she was doing. I check with my other girls later on that day. All were very distressed, of course.
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David | 55 | Texas
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#502 | Tuesday, December 18th 2001
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I had just woken up.When I turned on the radio they were talking about what had happened.I was in total schock.I couldnt believe that there were people that stupid in this world of ours.The more that I listened the more it tore me about inside,just to know that there had been that many people innocent people killed for no reason at all was enough to make me cry.i was so defastated that I wanted to go out and kill somebody myself.But I hknew that that wouldnt solve the problem.So all I could do was just pray and cry.But at least one good thing has come out of this and that is that every one has come totether and we are now a stronger and more powerful america.
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cindy | 47 | Texas
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#474 | Thursday, December 13th 2001
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It was my roommate who woke me up and broke the news to me; I remember walking out of my bedroom and staring at the television in shock. I couldn't believe this had happened; nobody had launched an attack like this on the American mainland in a long time, if ever. I quickly dressed and watched numbly until it was time to go to work; I was worried about my sister, who goes to school in NYC, and my aunt who works for the DOD (I would later find out much to my relief that my sister's classes didn't start until the next day, so she was still at home in the Bronx rather than at school in Manhatten; my aunt was about 5 miles from the Pentagon teaching when it happened).
At work, a makeshift antenna had been strung from the television in the conference room allowing us to get reception of the local news; for the next few days, techs such as myself would sit in the conference room to watch the news, while barely keeping an eye on the incoming calls using laptops. When it came time for my class, a political science one, the entire class period was taken up with sharing the "latest word" and discussing what happened.
I've never been much of a newshound, but my eyes were glued to CNN for the rest of that week. If anything could get apathetic Americans to sit up and follow news and world politics, this was it. I just pray that this does not lead into World War 3...
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Adam | 20 | Texas
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#457 | Tuesday, December 11th 2001
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I was at home with my 3 year old son and watching "Little House on the Prairie". It was a commercial so I flipped over to the news and saw the World Trade Center was hit by a plane. I thought..what a terriable accident and knew it would be on the news later so I turned it back to Little House. My Aunt called me and told me to turn on the news NOW. So I turned it back to the news. It was live and watched the second plane crash into the Trade Center. I thought "This CAN'T be real...this has to be a dream." My son was watching tv with me and asked what happened. All I could do is answer "I don't know."My mom who I rarely speak to and never calls me called me and told me she loved me.My husband who was working at a local plant called me and said they were locked in at work and he did not know when he would be home. THANK GOD he came home right after that. What I remember the most is talking to God. I have got away from church for a long time and I told God I was sorry...and meant it. I also remember going to a grocery store later that day and everyone had the same look on their face. I will never forget September 11, 2001 and none of us should.I was forever changed that day. I am from Generation X and we went from the MTV generation to something a lot more powerful.
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Dana | 29 | Texas
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#453 | Monday, December 10th 2001
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On the morning of September 11, 2001, I first found out about the attacks when I arrived at Bandera High School in Bandera Texas for another lazy Bandera day of being a Senior. A good friend of mine came up to me with a frantic look on his face, saying that he had seen on the news before coming to school that a plane had crashed into one of the World Trade Center towers. I figured little more of it than just another TWA-style incident; mechanical failure in a really bad location.
It was no more than a half hour later before I was in my second period class and the principal came over the PA system, asking teachers to turn on their in-class televisions, and he explained the situation as it appeared around 8:45 a.m. CST. An apparent terrorist attack had occured...after these words, everything went into slow motion; emotions rose up, shock was on everyone's face, and nary a single person could speak a word. We just sat and stared at the television, entranced by the horror that we had yet the time to fully grasp.
I thought about how every one of our meager 740 students were all watching this as well; as well as every other student in every other public high school across the nation. It was an overwhelming consideration, but no less overwhelming than the reality that was unfolding as each second ticked on the clock.
I need not speak of the tears, the anger, the confusion, or the testing of simple emotional cohesion that occured during these minutes, hours, days, or weeks. We all know it too well.
This is my story of where I was on the morning of September 11, 2001.
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James | 18 | Texas
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