#2304 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
It was 7:23 in the morning when the phone rang. My mom was in the shower, my dad at work and my brother and I were eating breakfast. A voice said "America's being attacked." and I realized that it was my brother's friend.
"Good one, Joey." I said, "Here's Albert." I handed the phone to my brother who immediatly ran to the TV and turned it on.
Then he ran downstairs and told my mom who said "Albert, don't play. That's a serious matter and not something to joke about!"
"No really, mom! It's on every channel!"
The next thing I knew, my mom was upstairs in her robe saying "Oh-my-God!" over and over again. We went to school in horror and sat in each class thinking 'how could this happen?'. But it did.
Later, after school, my friend and I were talking and listening to music when her phone rang. It was her grandma who said to put her mom on the phone. It was urgent. Her mom took the phone and about 30 seconds later, she started crying and hung up. We tried to console her, but it was no use. Her cousin John, a lutenant, was missing. He had gone into the second WTC to help evacuate and never came out.
That was the end of the tragic day we will also remember.

Emmalie Moseley | 14 | California

#2285 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
On September 11, I was at home sleeping when the beautiful day was ruined for everyone. My parents woke me up to tell me what had happened. I was in tears and I couldnít imagine what had just happened to us. I couldnít bear to watch the news, with everyone trying to get out of the building, people running everywhere trying to escape the building, and firemen going into the burning building to risk their life for someone else. The news was overwhelming and the fact that we just had terrorists fly planes into the World Trade Center and the Pentagon, just made me angry. I couldnít help asking myself why this had happen to us. The answer we will never know.
We will never forget September 11. The attacks killed many innocent people but as we know today, the country became strong. We have more hope and we live as a family all together. Everyone is different in many ways but we all have the horrible memory of that tragic day. We canít just sit around and do nothing because we know something that will always be a day of remembrance.

SaRaH | 14 | California

#2284 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
September 11th Where was I?

At the morning of the 9/11 attacks, I had just woken up, washed up and dressed for school. It was around 7 am in the morning and I was on my computer surfing the web. My brother yelled from my parentsí room saying the World Trade Center was hit by a plane. At first it just went though one ear and out the next, but when I heard my mom call me, a rushed into her room and watched as a plane hit the 2nd building. After going back to my computer in attempt to find something about this on the internet, I watched on my TV as the first and second building began to collapse.

I couldnít believe it. I didnít feel like going to school at all. I was worried about those people running from the buildings. I was especially worried about my friends. I have a bunch of friends that live all over the country and I was concerned about them the most.

I ended up going to school anyways. The attacks were only thing everyone was talking about that morning before class. My only regret was that I had forgotten to bring my hand radio so I could listen in on what was happening. One of my classmates was furious about the attacks; she already knew who exactly was behind this. She kept accusing Osama bin Laden of being Ďas smart as hell but a total ass.í I didnít care what she said. All I was concerned about was my friends. My friend wasnít making me feel any better since she was saying how all the dust from the WTC debris could travel all the way down the east coast where most of my friends lived.

Instead of doing our normal routine for class, we all went to our school church for a vigil of mourning and prayer. After the mass, most of us were sent home by our parents. I was the first student in the 8th grade to be sent home. My dad and I went to the nearest newsstand and purchased the breaking newspaper. When we got home, I immediately got online to get in touch with my friends. Most of them werenít online, I guess it was because most of them must still be sleeping or at school. A few hours later I found all of my friends, all accounted for. I was very fortunate.

I canít say that the citizens of New York were fortunate. They are the ones who have truly suffered, especially those who have lost their loved ones. My heart and my prayers go out to all of those who are fortunate to keep their friends and families, to those who have lost their loved ones, and those who have risked their lives for the sake of others.

Our prayers are with you. Forever.

Lauren (aka Maya) | 14 | California

#2283 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002

On the morning of September 11, 2001, I woke up to a stir in my house. My dad was in the shower listening to the radio and started to scream to my mom to turn on the T.V to the news. I ran into the living room to see what all the commotion was about. There on the T.V were the Twin towers in New York being destroyed by a plane. At first we thought it was an accident. We thought maybe the pilot fell asleep or lost control until seconds later a second plane ran into the other tower. We were in shock. We knew that someone had planned this all out and it was not an accident. My heart dropped and I began to weep. An hour later, I arrived to school and my friends were feeling the same way. All day long, we listened to the news and watched the T.V. Mid day we all went out side and held hands and had a moment of silence for all the victims and their families and of course for all the firefighters who became heroes. I know that this day was devastating and will never be forgotten but this only made our country stronger. We became more united then ever.

Haley Nagle | 14 | California

#2282 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
On September 11, 2001, exactly one year ago, I was watching the horrible terrorist attacks on the television with my mom, dad, and younger sister. I didnít really understand why the Alkida terrorists would bomb the United States. The first person that my family and I called was my Great-Auntie who lives in New York. We couldnít get a hold of her though, because the power went out and the phone lines were dead. When my sister and I got to school, all of the teachers and students from third grade to eighth grade and the office staff watched channel two for an hour and a half. We just sat in silence and remembered all of those who passed away during that sad time. The kindergarten through second grade didnít watch it because they might have gotten scared and wanted to go home. My sister and I stayed at school the whole day. Since school got out at three oíclock, we went out of the classrooms and every grade and staff member went outside, held hands, and said the rosary. I went home and did my homework. That is what I did on September 11, 2001.
Katie | 14 | California

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