#804 | Saturday, March 2nd 2002
September 11th I was in school. The halls seemed unusally quiet but being new and knowing very few people, I was used to the quiet. I didn't even know what was going on until last period when our principal made an announcement on the loud speakers. She told us that there had been acts of violence along the East Coast but that we were not to worry. My dad worked in NYC and we had just moved from Boston so with so very information to go on I immediately burst into tears. But no one knew anything. Our teachers weren't allowed to talk with us about it so we just had to wait until the end of the day. When my boyfriend picked me up and I saw the tears in his eyes I knew that it was pretty bad. I couldn't get in touch with my parents but I went to my boyfriends house and I cried and cried. It wasn't until I finally got in touch with my dad that I realized everything would be ok. It would be tough. September 11th will stay in all our hearts forever.
Michele | 15 | Pennsylvania

#774 | Tuesday, February 19th 2002
As I sit here looking back on the events of September 11, I am heartbroken, angry, and scared. Who of us knows if and when it may occur again? We pray that day never comes, but as you said in the welcome page about Pearl Harbor, we may never rest easy. I am sad in my heart for families who lost loved ones. I am angry at the cowardly way all of this was carried out. If you cannot attack us directly, face to face, then do not do it!
My prayers are always with our forces fighting over seas. My love to all of America. Russell W. Kradel

Russell W. Kradel | 32 | Pennsylvania

#744 | Friday, February 8th 2002
I was at work....It was a normal day, in Pennsylvania....sunny...kids in school, blissful ignorance. How feeble that all seems, even now....more than 4 months later. I run a sales route, and I was driving to a stop of mine when the DJ's of my local radio station cut in. "A plane has hit one of the WTC Towers" Oh my God...I thought that was absolutely horrific. And....I also thought it was horribly tragic, a mistake, pilot error of an unspeakable kind. I listened, tears welling, of the fire and smoke billowing. It was a sad day, even at that point. I was reminded of the attack in '93, and thought the firemen would take good care of the situation. Minutes later, the next plane. I stopped, pulled over to the side of the road, purely shaken. WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON??? Terrified, I realized my surroundings...I was near out local airport. It may seem a bit foolish now, but let me tell you, at that time, I almost peed myself and sped away to what I thought of as a "safer location". I kept on with the next 2 hours of my job, breathlessly listening for the next report. I called my sitter and told her to get my kids out of school. I wanted them all in one place so if I had to get them in a hurry, I could. I raced home, called my husband on the cell phone....told him to come home NOW. He was out front. We held each other, we hugged....God help us, we prayed. Shaken, we turned on the TV. After seeing the utter devastation, we asked our kids to "amuse themselves". They went upstairs, and we watched CNN for what seemed like hours.

It was unbelievable. It still is. My whole soul goes out to those who lost. My prayers, my blood, my money.......it doesnt seem like enough. God bless America. We will not allow this to be forgotten. And I am one of those rare people who think the WTC should never be rebuilt....no matter how economically stressed NYC is, no matter how short of office space ....it is hallowed, sacred ground. It is a burial site of hundreds that have burned to nothing. I cannot see any structure being fit to replace those grand and solemn structures.

God bless.

Sunshine Mohr | 26 | Pennsylvania

#730 | Monday, February 4th 2002
I was at work, in a daycare, teaching a class of ten 4 year old children. I had heard in passing about a plane crashing into the WTC but didn't think anything of it. It was just an accident, so I thought . I received a phone call from my mom at about 10:00, telling me to turn on the news. I was terrified. Afterall, my brother lives in NY. I tried calling him, but couldn't get through. Finally, after 30 minutes, I got through. I started to cry when I heard his voice. The children knew that something was wron, they could feel the tenseness in the air. They kept asking what happened, why were we watching the news. Then one child asked about the plane they saw crash on the TV, so I knew it was time to turn it off. I just wanted to go home to be with my family, but I had these innocent children depending on what little strength I had left.
Denise | 26 | Pennsylvania

#723 | Monday, February 4th 2002
Where was I on September 11, 2001? I was going to college at Clarion University, taking a class that started at 8 and lasted until noon. Nobody came to tell us what was happening that morning. It wasn't until after class let out that Becky, my bestfriend, told me. She saw me walking across campus and started screaming for me. I knew when I looked in her eyes she was going to tell me something bad had happened. Nothing could have prepared me for what she was about to say. "The trade towers are gone, the trade towers are gone. Two planes crashed in to them and they are gone." She preceeded to tell me that my father and my boyfriend had called to talk to me and see if I was okay. We ran inside to my professor's office and told her what had happened. She jumped on-line while I had used the phone...nothing, all the lines were busy. I couldn't get through. I ran home to try my cell phone...nothing. All I could do was sit in my apartment by myself and cry while I watched the replays of the that mornings events. At that point in time, I felt like I was the last person on earth. I had nobody to talk to, and nobody to cry with. I was alone. Later when Becky came home from class we cried together and watched the news. We were in shock. I was hysterical due to the fact that I couldn't get through to my father after he left a message for me saying he was at the base and didn't know if he would see me for a while. He told me to behave, do good in school and take care of my mother and brother. He also told me he loved me and he'd try and call soon.
My life hasn't been the same since. Although all of my family is safe and accounted for, every time someone leaves, if only to go to the store, I make sure I tell that person that I love them and to be careful. I hold my friends and family a little closer to my heart now-a-days. Even those people who I don't know, or meet only briefly.

Jodi | 23 | Pennsylvania

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