#718 | Sunday, February 3rd 2002
September 11, 2001 was like any other Tuesday in my life. I am a sophomore at a near by high school in Westchester County. The day was going just fine. 8:48am, it passed like any other minute on the clock. I was in my 3rd period study hall at around 10:00 and my principal walked in and said, “Ok guys, now listen up. If any of your parents work in the city, please go down to the main office and try and call them.” I sort of looked at him in a weird way and was thinking, “Why?” Then he told us. He said that two airplanes had crashed into the World Trade Center. He continued to go on and said that one of towers was crumbled and the other was still standing, but on fire. I began to think if my father went to the city that morning. He works in Stamford, but sometimes goes to the city. I didn’t think he had gone so I had just gone on without thinking of it. Then my twin sister came into the room crying and said that he was in the city. I ran out of the classroom. I didn’t know what to do. She said that they shut down the city and that daddy would have to stay overnight. I began to panic. My teacher tried to comfort me but it was no use. I called my mother on the telephone and she told me that the Trade Towers were gone and that she saw it live. She assured me that my father was no where near them and on the other side of the city, which he was. I came that day and it hit me like a blot of lighting. I sat there in my living room and watched what my mom had seen earlier. I saw the first plane hit. Then, I saw the second. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The then showed footage of them crumbling to the ground. It was an eerie sight that I will never forget for as long as I live. I said to myself, “This doesn’t happen in America! These people can’t do this to us!” I remember seeing a humungous cloud of smoke engulfing the entire southern most tip of Manhattan. It looked like a war zone on the streets as well and I thought I was watching something in the Middle East. Inches and Inches of dust a debris covered streets and cars. All the while, I was in awe. I couldn’t begin to think all the people that were dead or injured. In the days following the attack, I gathered many newspapers and articles. I have the first one that came off the press on the night of the attack, all the way to the first paper that says were begun to attack Afghanistan. In all of them I see people uniting together and helping each other out. That is what America is all about. These people, these disgusting terrorist thought that could break the American people, the Economy and our way of life. Boy, where they ever wrong. We are one nation, under god, indivisible, full of liberty and justice and freedom for all. No one can ever take that away. Freedom will be defended and we will prevail.
Nick Coperine | 16 | New York

#713 | Friday, February 1st 2002
I was at school watching the whole on t.v. My heart and prayers go out to the families who lost loved ones.
C. Jackson | 16 | Alabama

#701 | Wednesday, January 30th 2002
I will always remember. I was walking to the lunchroom all the Tv's Turned on. I sat down and thought to myself how cool it is that we get to now watch TV in the commons...

My friend walked to the table flipping out over planes hitting buildings people jumping out and I cracked up... Now I thought it was a joke becuase he said the pentagon is on fire and I didnt believe that was possible. He sat there laughing one of those laughs a crazy person does. I looked over to the people crowding the TV screen and to my surprise The whole cafeteria was there.

I slowly rose up getting sick. My Uncle is a NYC police officer in a meeting at the 74th floor of the first tower. Then I have a cousin who is a NYC fireman. so I was extremely worried. My aunts work was the smallest building next to the WTC which burnt down.

I saw people rushing for the phones I stared in disbelief. I felt like crying. as I went through the periods all we talked about was the attacks. Teachers upset and students going crazy with questions. I was on the bus and got home and my little sister smiled and walked in the door.

I remember walking with my other sister into the living room noticing the TV was already turned to CNN i sat down. My little sister was in the kitchen and then I realized that she was a in Middle school she wouldnt know about this. I told her about it and she cried. She couldnt believe it either.

I found out later My Uncle The NYC police officer helped save lives in the tower but didnt die. My cousin a Fireman Also survived. My aunt was on her way to work and saw the towers... She is still to this day tramatized...

That was my story...


Ryan Metz | 16 | Ohio

#690 | Monday, January 28th 2002
I was in school. 2nd period. Our principal interrupted class over the PA speaking in a distressed voice. We were told that two jetliners were hijacked and crashed into the Twin Towers. Almost instantaneously, I was stunned; I went into denial trying to tell myself that this was all some sort of wicked prank. Later that hour, as the televisions were now turned on, CNN informed us that another plane had crashed into the Pentagon. At that moment, I lost my ability to stay focused. I went home and glued my eyes on CNN for the longest time imaginable, and I thought to myself over and over again: America would never be the same.
Xuan Yong | 16 | Texas

#668 | Friday, January 25th 2002
I was in first period Psychology at Lenoir City High School, and a girl came in who was visiting the school, and said something about an airplane hitting a building..we turned on the tv, and watched the 2nd plane hit. this was 8 something, or 9, im not exactly sure. i then went to 2nd block where we watchedthe entire thing unfold. i heard about the pentagon in 3rd block.
josh wells | 16 | Tennessee

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