#330 | Saturday, December 8th 2001
I was woken up to some commotion, and was told to turn on my TV. The first plane had hit. And then to my horror I saw the second plane hit live on television. And then after a few minutes I saw the tower that had been hit first collapsed. At first I didnít believe it, until I saw the live footage. Somewhere in between I heard the Pentagon was it, and that another plane was also hijacked and crashed, before it hit itís destination. Then I had to leave for school. When I got to school I learned that the second tower had collapsed.

Pastor Jason Hardy

Pastor Jason Hardy | 16 | Missouri

#254 | Thursday, November 15th 2001
My entire family was huddled around the television watching it live on CNN. (If we hadn't been flicking through channels we would have had no idea). As the towers came down we were in total disbelief that something of this magnitude and evil could be happening so far away. From then on we were constantly glued to our television sets waiting for any latest development in the investigation.

The next day at school not many people were willing to talk about the event, it was as if it never happened (or people didn't want to know that it happened). I can only hope that something like this never happens again and my heart and soul goes out to all the victims friends and family and to any other person who was affected by the fall of the twin towers.

Tim | 16 | Australia

#233 | Saturday, November 3rd 2001
It was the first cold morning in Arizona in a long time. I thought about getting my jacket but was running late as usual and walked briskly out the door with my usual attire, backpack, and no food. All I was worrying about was if I was going to get a chicken sandwich or pizza for lunch. That was about 7:00am, mountain standard. As soon as I got on the bus, the radio DJ announced the tragidy. At first I thought someone just bombed a building like in the Oklamhoma Bombings and thought "Whoop...I can't do anything so who cares?" During the ride to school I just listened to see what it really was and some girl on the bus broke down in tears. He dad had flown to New York on business just the day before. His destination? The Twin Towers. I went strait to the cafeteria to watch the television. Luckly, CNN was on so I could catch up on the event. They showed the first plane hit over and over and over. My eyes just went wide and my mind blank. How could they show it like that as if it were similar to fireworks on 4th of July? Did they expect me to ooh and awe? All through out the school day all we did was watch CNN and disscuss everything. There was so much anger in the words people were saying. A lot of people were protesting and saying who they think did it and how we should kill them. 9.11.01 was the day I came to realize how much we take for granted and how much HATE is in our society. Especially in us kids. It's sad that is something as monumental as this for people to realize where and who they are and how much more they have than so many others.
Brittanie Leigh McBride | 16 | Arizona

#195 | Monday, October 8th 2001
The morning of September 11th as I lay in my bed, ignoring my alarm, ready to pull the covers back over my head and get an extra 10 minutes before I went to school... I heard my mom calling through the door to my room, saying "The World Trade Center is on fire! Turn on the news! Get up, it's time for school". In my groggy, half-asleep state all that came from me was "huh?"
But the alarmed tone in my mother's voice had me wondering what was really going on. So I turned on the news and sat trying to figure out what was happening. It was about 6:00 AM Pacific Standard Time.. and the news was focused on Tower One of the World Trade Center. The news anchors were speculating about the plane crash, not sure what to make of it. Really they were just giving normal commentary you would expect to hear during one of the "Breaking News" segments. It didn't seem like it was that big of a deal. As I sat there procrastinating starting the day (really just making myself late), I continued to watch the TV and listen to what the newscasters said. All of a sudden another plane came into view. This was puzzling. The next thing I knew, it was just flying straight into Building Two. "What's going on?!"
The silence that followed was so eerie. The news anchors who always, ALWAYS have some sort of commentary just sat in shock, along with the rest of the people who saw this. What could you say? What had just happened?
I ran to my mother's room and yelled "The second tower! A plane! A plane crashed into the second tower! I SAW it! I saw it LIVE!"
This was all too much. I went about getting ready for school and my mom left for work as normal. I called my closest friend, who I also drive to school, and made sure she knew what was going on. We decided we still needed to go to school. So, as I got ready, I continued listening to the news... but there wasn't anything more exciting happening. The buildings were on fire and it seemed to be terrorists. I didn't know what that meant. It was sad, people were probably dying, but what are you gonna do?
Nothing more exciting? Well, I was wrong there. The next thing I hear coming from the TV in the other room is there is a fire in the Nation's Capital. Again, "huh?". I walk in to the nearest room with a television and hear reports that a plane had crashed into the Pentagon!
I went and called my mom on the phone, trying to frantically tell her of the new developments while keeping one ear tuned for more information. I didn't know what to do. But, my friend was waiting for me, so I decided I had to continue on to school...
I left for school 15 minutes late at around 6:45 AM Pacific Standard Time. I picked up my friend and we headed off to school. My zero period class was marching band, and when I walked in our director was just talking to us, seeing what we had heard. Luckily for me, the section I was in had their own room and we just went in there and had our own small discussion. We walked around and even joked. Saying maybe it was aliens. We were all going to die beause aliens were attacking planet Earth.
When zero period finally was over and it was time for passing... I just went straight to first. Still half in shock, I didn't feel like standing around anymore. I walked into my first period English class, and shockingly, my teacher hadn't heard anything of it. I told her what I knew.
When the bell rang and class started, the teacher repeated what I had told her so in case any one else was uniformed, they could tune in. Then kids who had been watching it in their zero-period Government classes told us the First Tower had fallen! We went on like that, discussing it and setting clear all the details. Then we were forced to put it aside and do a little vocabulary... to me it seemed like a rather odd time for vocabulary...
Next it was off to Ap Statistics.. I walked in the door and saw the news was on. I went and sat near the TV and saw the wreckage. The debris from the first tower was strewn eveywhere. When class started, our teacher was up at the white board writing a message, and the rest of the class was glued on the tv. Our teacher only said one thing to us that whole period "Read the Board" and up there he had only written which assignments to turn in. The rest of the period we sat and watched the news, kids called their parents on their cell phones, and did more discussing.
Then the time came for Economics. Again, all we did was watch the news. Watch them play things over and over again. We didn't talk about the Economic effects this attack would cause. Who could think of economics at a time like this?
Wind Ensemble was the same. We sat and watched and tried to figure out what all this meant.
Off to R.O.P.... A little bus ride to a school a few towns over... Graphic Design was waiting. Harldy Even a Mention here! Our instructor asked if everyone had heard, we had, and that was it. A Campbell's Soup ad had never seemed so irrelevant, yet so welcomed.
A whole day of confusion and play-backs of terror from all angles can be quite tiring. The chance to forget about it for 4 hours was welcomed. A bus ride back with President G. W. Bush giving a speech on the radio, left me finally finished with my school day at 6:00 PM Pacific Standard Time.
I'm glad that I wasn't the only one affected that day, because otherwise I may not have made it home. Everyone was driving slower, and being more polite. Instead of honking or fist-shaking, people weren't upset at all by slow motorists. I was in a daze for those short 3 miles and I'm glad I made it home in one peice.
More news at home. Safe at home with my family. It was long day.

Traci | 16 | California

#173 | Friday, September 28th 2001
I was at school in Michigan so i didn't get to actually see any of it until later. During the break one of our teachers told us and we thought it was a joke. Little did we know that this would be the day that changed most of our lives. This was a disaster that touched everyone adn much like my parents who remember when Kennedy was assassinated and the way I remember the Assassination of Rabin I will never forget this.
Jordan | 16 | Michigan

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