#2396 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
When I heard about the attacks on the World Trade Centers, I had just happen to be in my U.S. History class, and watching our history change right before my very eyes. I didn't know what to think, I mean nothing has ever happened to my generation in this kind of magnatude. I couldn't begin to think of what changes in our freedom were unfolding in only a few short hours. When all those people that last there lives either were trying to get out of the building, saving others, or even giving up their lives to save a whole nother building that could have added to the mass numbers that all ready lost their lives. I can't really imagine what to feel for those that lost their loved ones but I do know that I am right beside them when it comes to their freedom and mine that was pushed to the limit on one morning that I will never forget. The people that I did not get to meet will always be in my heart along with their families.
Andrew | 18 | Kansas

#2376 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
I was in my science class at my high school in Kansas City when the PA comes on saying,

"Everyone please turn on you television sets....(pauses for a few seconds) One of the world trade center towers has been attacked by an airplane and please keep all all of these people affected in your prayers"

So my teacher turned on the TV and complete shock came to me when i saw what was projecting at me.

The next class I discover that my band teacher knew about eight people who worked in the south tower. It was undescribable the reaction on her face. Throughout the next week she found out that all eight of them worked on the 89th floor. They all perished that day.

Throughout the rest of the day the stories kept on comming out about who did it, who died, heroes in the towers, and survivors.

A year later its been a very chilling and haunting to see all of this unfold to us once again in the remeberance of that day. I hope that no one forgets this tragety and celebrate life after 9/11.

Phil | 16 | Kansas

#2329 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
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...
Heather | 27 | Kansas

#2231 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
With my hectic life of being a student (pre-med no less), wife (or a 3rd year law school student), mother(or a rambunctious 2 yr old!), and part-time worker, I rarely recall the events of last week!. . . But it's amazing how you can remember EXACTLY where you were and what you were doing when something big happens.
I was in my Comparative Vertebrate Anatomy course at Benedictine College in Atchison, KS. We were doing an observatory lab on the integument and I was examining a porcupine quill under the microscope when one of my classmates came in and told the professor that the World Trade center had been attacked and the pentagon was hit and one more plane was missing. Some of the students nervously laughed and when I realized what she'd just said I thought to myself "oh my God, we're under attack. . .I need to get to my daughter and find out where my husband is." Our professor left the room to watch the television and we were all expected to sit there and finish our work. Many of the students joked about it b/c no one really understood what was going on. I, on the other hand, after being to NYC several times in the past year and had an idea of exactly how many people would be down in that area on a weekday morning became sick to my stomach, gathered my things, and left. I picked up my daughter from daycare, called my husband (who was on his way home too), and proceeded to spend the remainder of the day watching the television and waiting for some answers like everyone else in the country that day. Wanting to help, but feeling so helpless. Hurting for all those innocent people, yet feeling thankful that my family was okay.
(It turns out that my aunt that lives in Manhattan was scheduled to give a tour of the World Trade Center that morning but since my uncle had the day off she decided to call in sick and sleep in. They too were unaware of what was happening only miles south of them and were finally informed when they gave in to the phone - that had been ringing for hours as concerned friends and family were worried about their well-being.)

Jessica | 22 | Kansas

#2109 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
I think this was a very bad day for a lot of people because a lot of people
Lee | 12 | Kansas

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