#1773 | Sunday, September 8th 2002
On September 11, 2001, I got ready for school and got on the bus like every other day, but I did not know what America, my fellow school mates and I were in for. When I got to school I went to my locker, chatted with a few of my friends and went to my social studies teacher's room. That week we were doing our CTBS testing. We began our testing like the day before, but it would not be the same at all.
I was on Math Section B: question 14, when all of a sudden my teacher's cell phone rang. It was her sister. I was in the third row back: around ten to twelve feet away, and I could still hear her sister screaming into the phone, "A plane crashed into a building!"
My teacher turned on the tv and turned it to the news. She told us all to stop and watch the tv. It sounded pretty weird to have your teacher tell you to stop testing and watch tv. I figured it must be really important so I did.
My teacher told my friend to go to the teacher next door and tell her to turn on the news and to tell her it is important. My teacher called the principal and told him what had happened because we were the only people in the intire building that knew about it. About the time she hung up the phone the second plane hit, and I saw it. My teacher told us that if we needed to go out in the hallway that we could. No one did. They were fixed on the tv. Looking at it in horror. A couple of girls began to cry.
The principal came on the announcments and told all of the teachers to turn on their tv's. As soon as he did that all you could hear was the news broadcasts. He came on the announcements and said that if anyone wanted to call their parents that they could and that their parents could come and pick them up.
The next bell rang and everyone ran to their next classes not wanting to miss any news. No one in my class even brought their books to class. The teacher was standing out in the hallway. Without her permission one of the kids turned on the tv. We heard about the plane hitting the Pentagon and then about the plane crashing in Pennslvania. The two boys sitting next to me, my two friends, the boys who said they never cry, were crying. I began to cry as well.
The lunch bell rang, but nobody left. We were all still watching the tv. Finally, my friend wispered to me, asking me if I wanted to go to the cafeteria with her. I gladly accepted.
The rest of the day was basically tv. Until science class where my idiot teacher would not let us watch it. He even gave us homework, nobody did it.
Finally, it was time to go home. The principal announcad that there would not be any after school activitys and that everyone was to ride the bus home unless their parents were coming to pick then up. The bus ride home was extremely quiet. When I did get home I turned on the tv immediately and watched the 7th building fall to the ground. I heard a huge bang that shook my entire house. I immediately thought that we had been bombed. I decided to go outside. I looked around and saw a plane flying south and two smaller planes flying beside it. The president was flying over my house. They were breaking the sound berrior and that is what made the huge bang.
I went back inside and saw the vidoes of the people begging the people in the next building to help them and the videos of the people jumping out of the World Trade Centers. Then I got sick. I could not stand to see someone falling to their death.
September 11,2001 was the day that changed my life.

Whitney | 12 | Indiana

#1766 | Sunday, September 8th 2002
I was in school. I remember I was reading a book when my teacher came in and told us. We turned on the Tv and I just started crying!!
kayla | 10 | Indiana

#1711 | Saturday, September 7th 2002
my 9/11 had started really early. i had to wake up at 4am and drive with my stepdad to his workplace that was maybe 50 miles away. i came home and got ready to go to school and because i had a car i left the house at about 7:15 ct. i had to buy a parking sticker for my car or it would be towed away but i for some reason found it hard to put the sticker on the car so i was worried about my car. well around 8 i was talking to my friends when another friend of mine said "hey did you guys know that two planes just flew into the world trade center in new york?" i didnt even know what the wtc was. about 4 of us went and found a tv in the teacher's room and saw what happened. it was a sight. for some reason i thought that that was it. we were going to go about our day. when we went to our first class(U.S. history!) my teacher left the tv on for a bit and then he shut it off so we could get with the planned day. about a half and hour later he turned the tv on again so we could watch a movie and the news said that one of the towers had collapsed. that was unbelievable. just then the second one fell. i had this incredible urge to throw up and cry. it was all just amazing to us. then we went to our next class and i heard that the pentagon had been hit and we were at war and another plane was headed to the whitehouse. in choir we were planning on taking a trip to new york in the spring and we had been raising money for it. it all went down the drain. by next class the teachers were not allowed to keep the televisions on because the school corporation thought that we would be traumatized or something. this outraged a lot of us. during lunch we watched tv. when the bell rang at the end of the day i raced home and turned on the tv. total chaos. it looked like a war zone. mom came home and said that we had to go and pick up my stepdad. all the way there we listened to the radio. towards the end of school there were rumors that gas prices were going to go up and people were fighting over the gas. on the drive with my mom i just stared at the sunset. the most incredible sunset. i was so afraid of what was going to happen. i went out later that night to get newspapers and there were hardly any but while i was out the president came over the radio. i pulled over in a parking lot and listened. i didnt actually cry until late that evening. it all just hit me. the next day at school you can tell that people were just so tired. everything was more silent and people began to realize the importance of things. september 11 was the longest day in our lives.
natasha | 17 | Indiana

#1702 | Friday, September 6th 2002
I was 37 weeks pregnant with my daughter and had an appointment with my doctor at 10am on Sept.11. I had "Today" on while I was getting ready. They started talking about a plane hitting the WTC but there were so many questions. I listened to the radio on my way to the doctor. There was no music that day. When I got to the doctor's office, all the patients were huddled around a TV in the back of the waiting room. There was complete silence. We were all shocked, terrifed and saddened.

I was in active labor so i went over to the hospital to have my baby. My whole family showed up at the hospital. We were all so happy about the impending birth of a baby but so sad at the same time. I kept thinking "what kind of world am I bringing a baby into?". At 6:12 pm Abigail Marie arrived and my life was forever changed for the second time that day.

I was in the hospital for 3 days and the attack is all that was on TV and it was all everyone was talking about. It was such a sad, yet happy time for us.

A woman told me that Abby has the soul of someone who died in that attack. Apparently the sounds of people trapped at Ground Zero stopped in the evening.

My mother-in-law saves the paper from the day that each grandchild was born. 9-11-01 wass just another ordinary day when the paper was published. My mother-in-law saved the paper from 9-12-01 also.

We are having a red, white and blue 1st birthday party for Abby. I like to think that she gives people hope for the future when I tell them that she was born on 9-11-01.

God Bless America, My Home Sweet Home!!

Julie | 32 | Indiana

#1528 | Friday, August 9th 2002
I was asleep then my mom woke me up by telling me that a plane had hit one of the twin towers and having just woken up i was like 'what are you talking about?' so i turn on the tv and right when i turn it on i see the other plane hit the second building....that's not something i ever want to wake up to again. I found out about 15 minutes later that a plane hit the pentagon too. i was so confused...i hadn't been up for half an hour yet and my mom was telling me to fill up my car before they raised the gas prices. yeah...what happened that day will be something i'll remember forever.
Tristan | 19 | Indiana

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