#2411 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
Up in the Clouds
Katherine Dias
9-11-02

I, like the rest of the United States, was in shock one year ago on September 11th. There was just one thing different about me and the rest of our Country, I had no clue what a World Trade Center was, or what it did. So, when my mom told me, I was just like “Oh, ok well that’s alright, didn’t you say there was another one?”. I was like up in the clouds, in my own little “Katherine World” and not having a care in the world. And then this happened and i soon came back to Earth. I went to school that morning just kind of weirded out because I knew that whatever was happening was not good. Then during my first period class, we were watching the CNN coverage on it, I learned that the other tower was hit, and then they both collapsed. So now I’m not just ‘Weirded out’ I’m like totally freaked out and I was like “Oh my gosh, is it the end of the world??????”. Well, after being consoled by friends and my family I felt much better knowing that the world was not ending, and that I was going to be OK.
I am soooooo thankful to say that no one that I knew was in either of the Twin Towers. I feel very sad and just like...oh I can’t really explain it, so I guess I will just say that I feel sad, for the families who lost loved ones in the destruction of the Twin Towers. I am not patriotic, although I still feel...once again I have that silly loss of words so I will say upset here :) . I am proud to be an American, and I love my country, but I just don’t feel right dressing all in red white and blue, because well I wasn’t really patriotic before the 11th, and I’m not so much now.
In summary, I now know what a World Trade Center was, and I’m kind of upset that I didn’t know that before they were destroyed. I really hope that whoever did this to our country, and whoever is harboring them, will suffer, and go through what this big fat country had to go through. I still try to remember to pray for those who did, or may be still be grieving over lost friends or family. May God bless the heroes who lost their lives for someone else, may He bless those who had friends or family who died, and may He bless our country. Rock on America.

Katherine Dias | 14 | California

#2403 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
september 11 changed my life but it wasn't as effected as of those who lived in NY,Wash. D.C., and Penn. so i'll I have to say is that all the people that were affected by this day are in my prayers including the president so that he may continue to make wise choices concerning our country.

GOD BLESS AMERICA

Brittany | 13 | California

#2398 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
Last September 11 I woke up thinking it was a normal day but I knew that my mom would have surgery in a couple of hours. I got dressed and ready for school and was excited what the new day would bring since I had started school days before. I ate my breakfast and my dad told me to go make my parents’ bed. Next to my parents’ bed is a radio, which I always listen to when I am in the room doing something. As I listened to music a news flashed interrupted me. They said that one of the World Trade Centers was on fire. I really didn’t believe it because little fires do happen by accident sometimes. I decided to ignore it and turned on the television to see it was true and was horrified. I ran to my parents to tell them what had happened and they also looked at the image on the screen in shock.
During the whole day all of my teachers had their televisions on watching for updates on the tragedy and what was going to happen next. During the days following the tragedy, many friends of mine thought that they had lost loved ones but weren’t sure. It was very scary and I didn’t know what was going to happen to the nation. I felt like the World was coming to an end.

Carm | 17 | California

#2378 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
When the planes hit, I was asleep in bed. I woke up, and I'm not a morning person, so I was in a general state of confusion. I heard some murmers of it on the radio, and more when I got to school. I still didn't have a sense of what had happened. Then I went to my first class, the stage. We usually have the t.v. on in the background while we work. This day however, we didn't work. We sat, and watched. Only then, at about 8:30am PST, did I truly understand what had happened. The whole day t.v.s were on in classrooms. By the time 2 came around, I was sick of it. I don't think I could take more of it. It made me so sad. I just wanted to do something, I wished my teachers would have given me some busywork to do, to take my mind of the horrors...
Thats where I was.

Heidi | 17 | California

#2363 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
I live in Glendale, California, on the other side of the country from the tragic attacks. I woke up uncharacteristically late on September 11th, 2001, because it was Election Day in Los Angeles and I was working on a local election at the time. I left my home around 6 am to pick up a friend/co-worker, still without knowledge of the attacks. It was around 9am in New York. I remember waiting several minutes for my friend, and when she finally came down she said "Oh, I'm sorry, I was passing by the TV on my way out and my brother was watching the news... there was a building on fire." We thought nothing of it, and drove on.
I drove to another co-worker's home so that he could follow me to our office. The friend in my car went into his, and we proceeded to drive to the center of L.A., the early morning drive was without too much traffic. I flipped on the radio, and I recall very clearly the first words I heard: "...it is thought at this time to be a terrorist attack." I remember dialing up the volume and listening closely, pinpricks of fear beginning to spread. "An airplane flew into the World Trade Center this morning." I remember fumbling through my purse, grabbing my cell phone, and calling my co-workers in the car behind me, frantic. We were listening to the same station, and it was then that we realized that the burning building my friend has seen on television was no mere fire, but the result of a horrific attack. I remember calling my father in his office, and telling him of the attacks. I told him to be careful, and, just in case, I told him that I loved my mother and him very much. There was no way of knowing whether we would be attacked on the West coast as well… and there was no way of knowing whether I would see either of them again.
When we reached the office, we were frightened and anxious. We peered up at the buildings that stood tall above Los Angeles, and tried to imagine an airplane flying into them. We wondered if the attack in New York was just a prelude to more attacks to come, a possibility on this coast of the U.S. Unfortunately, our office did not have a television, and we tuned into the news on the radio. We attempted to find more news on the Internet, but we were not the only ones trying to do this, and were not able to combat the heavy traffic on the 'net. Awaiting our candidate, searching for news of the attacks, we could only imagine the worst in the hours to come. We did not know where we were safe. We received phone calls from friends of the company who lived in New York, and were grateful to hear that they were all right. It dawned on me that we might be one of the few to hear such reassuring news.
As we tried to maintain a normal day, we began our preparations to "get out the vote" for our candidate. We could not comprehend contacting voters in the area attempting to solicit votes on such a tragic day. We realized that if we did not go on with our lives and did not continue to participate in the electoral process, which is the very essence of our nation's democracy and what makes us truly the "Land of the Free," then we would be letting the terrorists win. And so, we pressed on with our day amidst the tragedy, never feeling more patriotic as we asked L.A. citizens to "please get out to the polls and vote."

Jeannine Stepanian | 18 | California

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