Where were you on September 11, 2001?

Metamorpho1977

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How much do you remember? I had just woken up when the first plane flew into the first building. Somehow I just knew that it was a terrorist attack.
I found this little tribute video that helped me cope with all of it.

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I was at work...my brother called me and told me about it.
 
Yeah I was working as a cable guy at the time. They told us to make sure everyone had service so they could watch the news.
 
School. Came home at around 3-ish, turned on the news and saw the smoke in NYC. I sat down and watched all day, wondering what the hell happened
 
Had just woke up and turned on the tv just when the second plane hit.
 
I woke up late. My family was going to go sailing that day, however a soon as I got down the stairs my mom told me that an airplane crashed into the world trade center. We were pretty much glued to the TV for the next several hours, during the time of which I saw the second airplane hit on live TV, and suddenly it was beyond doubt that it was not an accident. Later we saw the towers crumble on live TV. Pretty much everyone was in a panic, because we didn't know what was going to get hit next.
 
at home getting out of the shower and getting ready to help dad, TV was on and at first thought it was a movie
 
Home...I woke up between 9-10 to a call from my aunt
 
I was 20 blocks away from the World Trade Center in 9th grade, when I look out class window seeing men and women in business suits from the New York Life Insurance Company building running in every direction.
 
I was on the bus heading to school. I remember the Top Hits radio channel interrupted the music and said that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. A few minutes it said another plane had hit and that it was clearly not an accident.
 
I was in NY, but in another borough. I was at school, in the 7th grade. I remember being nervous because I was new and it was only the third or fourth day. Then I remember here the principal call out student's names to go to the main office to get picked up. I kept wondering why so many kids were being called out so early. They never told us about it until much later on. I remember being in the lunchroom when some kid said there was a bomb on top of the twin towers. Then we heard there was a plane on top of them. My mom finally came to pick me up around 1 or 2, and she was overreacting more than usual. We went to her boyfriend's house (which I hated being at) because he was the super of a building and she thought we'd be safe there.

My mom was really worried though because my brother worked in the city, in Rockefeller Plaza, which is another really tall building, so she thought his building would be next. My sister had also joined the Marines a few months prior, so we thought she would get shipped off right away if there was a war declared. I don't remember worrying so much, but mostly because I was too young to understand anything, especially in terms of World Affairs.
 
I was in Music class. Someone mentioned it my teacher pulled a "cool story bro" and we went back to doing music.
 
On my way to school. My friends parents pulled me into their house to watch it on TV. Because of the time difference this was like 7:30 in the morning.
 
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At school. In fourth grade, I remember walking in the hallways and hearing students yelling "New York is on Fire". Didn't find out what really happened till I got home.
 
Well, at the time, I was working for a portrait company. They had had me working in Los Angeles for the last month. That morning, I woke up in my hotel room at the Red Roof Inn, in Irvine, CA to the news all over the TV. Was totally stunned. I called my then girlfriend, who lived in McAllen, TX, and woke her up with the news. See, at the time, I was living in Houston, which is about 4 hours from McAllen, so it was a pretty long distance relationship. We missed each other a lot, but I think that day was the most her and I had ever missed each other.
 
4th Grade 2nd period, I remember it like yesterday
 
At Walter Reed Army Medical Center, hooked to a dialysis machine, watching the reports on tv. Since i was on an Army base, you could image.....the place went ape ****!
 
In Mr. Johnson's history class in 3rd period around 9:15. The principal came over the loudspeaker and announced there had been what appeared to be a terrorist attack in NYC. Mr. Johnson tried to turn the TV on but couldn't get it to work.

Next period in art class the TV was on and we were basically glued to the screen in shock. A classmate said it looked like a scene from Independence Day. My art teacher, rather insensitively I thought, originally insisted we go on with their projects like any other day, but nobody really did much work and after a while she kind of just dropped it.

My parents didn't have the TV or computer on and didn't find out until around 1 or 2 in the afternoon when Dad got online and it was the Yahoo front page.
 
I was in the computer lab at school, when a teacher ran in frantically saying a plane had hit the World Trade Center, it was not till my second class that we all realized something was severly wrong when we saw the second plane hit. It was history class and my teacher all told us that life was going to change that this was an act of war.
 
At home and at school. In California. Wondering what the **** the World Trade Center was.
 
I was at school. My teacher got the classroom TV and showed the news on it, with the live footage. I didn't really understand what was happening at the time, it was so far away yet so close. We basically just watched the news that whole day, and at one point the principal got on the intercom and told us to pray.
 
At school in second grade. Just an average day 'til my dad picked me up, which was odd since he lived more than three hours away, and I only saw him a few times a month. He took me to go get ice cream, and told me about the attack and how much he loved me. After tha, we went to my mom's house and watched news channels for hours.
 
I just started high school, and everything about that day was just a blur. I remember breaking down a year later.
 
It happened about 6am where I was at, so I was still asleep. My mom came in all hysterical and woke me up. My first reaction was that my grandfather had died, so I got up and went out in the living room to see what the fuss was.

My mom couldn't do anything but point at the TV, she could hardly talk. The 2nd plane had already hit, all my mom could say was "We're under attack"

I still remember it all very vividly.
 

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