#1002 | Wednesday, March 13th 2002
I actually didnít even know anything happened until me and my sister walked to the bus stop. It just felt like an eerie day. It started in my dream. My dream was about a big city with brite lights everywhere and all of a sudden the lights turned off in the whole city and a fire started and the whole city was dark except from the light of the flames. And that was my dream.
Then, I chose to wear my "New York" tank top I had gotten like a few months before and hadn't decided to where it until that day. When we came to the bus stop, my sisters friend, Jr. told us about it. It was such a shock. His first words where, "We are in WW 3 !!!" Heheh, it was a weird day. God bless the victims families of 9/11.

Chelsea | 16 | New York

#992 | Wednesday, March 13th 2002
I was probably getting ready for school when the first plane hit. It was just another regular day... to me. I didn't even watch the news that morning. September 11 was before I could drive myself, so my friend came and picked me up for school, just like any other day. This is when I found out that the world trade center had been hit. It kind of didn't click in until I got to school and saw on the news the second plane hitting the other tower. When I saw that, I immediatly thought of how many people were dying at that very moment. Then in 1st hour we watched the news and that's when tower 2 went down. Some of the students in my class had been talking about other things but when that building collapsed everyone shut up, I'm sure all of America shut up and all anyone could hear was the roar of the building.
Jenna Guenther | 16 | New Mexico

#976 | Tuesday, March 12th 2002
I thought it was a joke at first. Watching the second tower crash I thought- wow, what a horrific joke, what great effects. It wasn't though, and soon I heard about the Pentagon. That hit me. My dad would have been there if we hadn't moved 1 month earlier. All my friends parents worked in the Pentagon. I walked around all day like a zombie. I cried a lot, and even today I cry when I hear the national anthem. I'm so proud to live in this country where we have so much freedom, and I'm always in awe when the anthem is played and even a group of 4 thousand can be so silent. I want to thank everyone fighting for our freedom, and I want to let all the heroes out there know that they are the reason our contry has moved on. God Bless America, from sea to shining sea.
Erin | 16 | Utah

#975 | Tuesday, March 12th 2002
I was at school when it first happened. We didn't know that the first one had hit until I was told in my next hour. All we did was watch it on tv all hour and we saw the second plane crash. After lunch our teachers were told that we were not allowed to watch it anymore because it was too graphic. None of us felt that way, we thought we had the right to know, so our teachers locked the doors and let us anyways. It was so sad, all my teachers were crying and said we should be able to go home, but we couldn't. My cousins are fighting for us right now, God Bless America!
Melissa | 16 | Wisconsin

#968 | Tuesday, March 12th 2002
I remember when the first plane hit. I remeber it like it was yesterday. My best friend and i were shooting dove and listining to the radio when a speciel announcement came on the radio telling us about the plane making swiss cheese outof the world trade center. We rushed inro the house and minutes later a second plane hit. I was filled with emotion and most of all I was pissed!During second period i viewed a horrific sight on TV, I saw a people jumping from the burning buildings. This filled me with rage. I thought "its that bad that people would rather take their own lives then to die inside the burning buildings, who ever has done this is going to pay!" i thought of what these people were thinking before they hit the ground and that just filled me with more rage and sarrow. I was having fights with my father frequently that week and I drove home almost in tears witch I would never think of doing, when I got home I saw a huge flag hanging from my windmill and I ran over to my father and hugged him and said I LOVE YOU. All this made me realize how lucky I was to have a family like mine. I ask youn to look baround and appreciate how lucky and blessed you are.

Johnathan Gibbs #9 | 16 | New Mexico

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