#1105 | Sunday, March 24th, 2002
It was a Tuesday like every other Tuesday. I awoke and got ready for college, which began at 11:00AM. The only news I would have heard was from when my alarm clock woke me, but I heard nothing. Around 5 minutes till 10:00AM I received a call from my father telling me two planes had ran into the World Trade Towers and a plane hit the Pentagon. At first I told him “No way,” he told me maybe I should turn on the TV and check to see if my boyfriend was ok.
At first it was just too odd for me to really comprehend what was going on and I knew I had to leave for school. I called my boyfriend’s work number and there was his voice mail, my message was basically please call me to let me know you are ok. I began on my 45-minute drive to college during this time I was trying to convince myself that my boyfriend was ok that he wasn’t in the Pentagon at the time of the crash. My mind was racing of what to do. Part of me wanted to drive pass my college and just head for his house to be there when he got home. The reasonable side of my mind said that roads might be closed and I would just end up stuck in traffic and lost. Thank God for our reasonable side.
By the time I reached my classroom I could not contain my worries and broke down into tears thinking he could have been killed or injured. I became frantic and was calmed by my professor as a fellow classmate just realized that Pentagon was hit where he father and boyfriend was working at the time.
They closed my college so I didn’t have to attend any classes that day and I continued trying to get a hold of my boyfriend or his mother. The phone lines were tied up and I couldn’t get through to either of them. Arriving home I found my father there and told me there was a message for me. It’s weird thinking back after the fact… hearing all those other messages left on machines all around the US and just to think mine was one of the lucky ones.

He told me he was ok.

I was so relieved to hear the news but still very emotional I waited to actually talk to him. To personally know he was ok. To hear his voice saying to me everything was ok. Instead I waited and watched the horror on the TV. There was a knock at my door and it was my neighbor stopping by to make sure I was ok, knowing my boyfriend works at the Pentagon. I let her know he had left me a message.
Around 6 or so (time blurred after getting home) I got a call from him. Oh I was so happy to hear his voice and wish I could have been down there to hold him.
It wasn’t till Thursday of that week till I could go see him. I didn’t tell him I was coming down and surprised him with my visit. It was nice to be in his arms again. To know he was safe. I felt it even brought us closer knowing how you might not be able even say hello to someone you love. I truly feel for all those that have lost someone on September 11th and I know our country will never be the same.

Please don’t forget to cherish those that are close to you or even strangers you encounter daily.

We are all here for a short time and in our hearts we are all Americans.


Diana Rogers | 28 | Maryland

#1106 | Monday, March 25th, 2002
The morning of 9-11 my mom came in to my room to wake me up for school she told me about everything that had been going on. At first I didnt think much of it. I got up and got ready for school but the more i thought about it the more i got worried. I went off to school and all the kids were so dif. usually the kids at my school are mean and like to fight but they were all being nice and getting along.you have to understand that the school i go to is kinda ghetto and theres alot of gangsters there. In every one of my classes we watched the news. i had never seen the kids at my school listen and actually care about what the news was saying. this was an eye opener for all of us. we had prayer and moments of silence and all the kids did it. we collected money for N.Y and it seemed as if all the kids gave what they could. there was a big dif. in the attitudes of the kids at my school. 9-11 made everyone look at life in a dif way.
Katie Kleespies | 17 | California

#1107 | Monday, March 25th, 2002
On September 11th i was sent home early after finishing my college induction getting home around 11:45 and after eating began to flick through the channels until i hit on CNN covering what seemed to be a fire in the WTC and as the reporters began to say what had happened the second plane hit over the next few hours horror struck as we saw the live footage of people falling to there death and others running from the avalanche of ash. I was due in London September 12th but after a call from a realitive there who said that there were convoys of army going in one way and people leaving the other way i visited London on the friday after the attacks and was amassed at the amount of troops everywere and the silence that seemed to deafen the under city
Kevin prince | 17 | United Kingdom

#1108 | Monday, March 25th, 2002
Sept 4th, I flew 500 miles down to southern California to get acquainted with our new granddaughter (she joined a sister and brother). The morning of 9/11 I had remained quietly in bed, as the baby and mother had had a bad night. The phone rang, the machine came on, and my husband said,"Get up! Get up! The world is coming to an end, turn on your tv!" I called him right back and found out what he was talking about, then turned on the tv. I sat in stunned silence watching the tv, until I couldn't stand it anymore. I hurried upstairs, shook my daughter-in-law awake, saying,"I can't do this by myself anymore...", and as she slowly came around, explained what had been happening. We spent the rest of the day glued to the set, hugging each other and the children. The children asking where their morning programs were numerous times. In the worst way, I wanted to gather up this family and take them up north, to home with me. I was due to fly home on the 12th, but ended up with a rental car at John Wayne Airport, which looked deserted except for the sheriff's deputies very much in view, and the long line of vehicles waiting to drop off people to pick up cars. One lady at the counter asked how long it would take to drive to Florida! When I called the airline on 9/11 about my flight, the first thing I asked was if there had been many cancellations? Her reply was "No, uh, well yes." Another person from our little town was in Las Vegas at a meeting. There were no rental cars left, so he rented a U-Haul truck and drove home!
Jan Taylor | 59 | California

#1110 | Tuesday, March 26th, 2002
I was reading a book...
Suddenly my friend, Ola came to me and she said that something is burning.I turned on the radio.They were telling about the plane which destroy WTC. On my book of pencils I've got a buildings photo. I couldn't belive it was happening. I phoned my friend Krystian. He knew the same that me. Tommorow on English lesson we were talking about the attack. A few days ago my teacher told me that It is a web site with memories from 11th september.
Now I'm writhing...
Pavel | 16 | Poland

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