#1537 | Tuesday, August 13th, 2002
I was preparing to start work - had arrived at the office and had not yet entered the building when I spotted a couple of my co-worker friends outside talking. They asked if I had heard what happened. I hadn't yet.

They explained that a plane crashed into the World Trade Center in New York and my initial thought was that it must have been a small aircraft off course that just had a freak accident - it wasn't unheard of.

I tried to understand why everyone was so disturbed but I didn't press questions. It seemed so minor.

I listened to the radio between stops in my work van (My job keeps me on the road a good part of it)but realized the potential severity on the way to my first account. It all seemed surreal anyway. What exactly was going on?

My mom then paged me to alert of the goings on (she watched it all unfold on t.v. at home)and I still could not fully comprehend the situation. Details still were sketchy and it seemed staged.

She countered my "small plane" vision with "loaded jetliner" thoughts and that two had attacked the trade center, one hit the pentagon and one went down in a field. I was horrified! My stomach just sank.

The reality didn't fully set in, though, until I went home that night and watched the news footage in shock and feared the impending retaliation. We were going to war.

I'm attempting dramatic personal change in my life since 9/11. The biggest feat is eliminating grudges from my daily routine and practicing more acts of forgiveness toward those I am at odds with. Life is too short.
Derek Jefferies | 27 | Colorado

#1538 | Tuesday, August 13th, 2002
Roger Lewis
Canada
I was in the Chemistry Lab doing an assignment when the Physics teacher came in and told us what had happened we went right to the library and watched what had happened
roger | 15 | California

#1539 | Tuesday, August 13th, 2002
Where was I on 9/11? I was in school. Things started to get A little wierd when the teachers were not talking much and seemed upset at something. We didn't think much of it at the time , but at about 11:45 we were told that we were leaving early because of a national emergency but no one would say why. I still do not understand why they didn't tell us anything ; just because we are 13 dose not mean we don't need to what is going on. We eventually found out found ouy from a girl who talked to her mom on the phone. When we got on the bus to go home no one talked and we all just listened to the radio. I think speechless is the only word I can use to describe just how I felt at that time. When I got home my dad had told me some rather upseting news that my aunt , uncle , and cousin were on a flight that same day and had not heard from them. ( It turned out that they were fine and in Florida) We had the T.V on for like 5 days straight after that. We just did not know what to expect because we were right between New York and D.C (Delaware). Things were eerie for a while but slowly have gotten back to normal just like the rest of America.
Lindsay Ludden | 13 | Delaware

#1540 | Wednesday, August 14th, 2002
9/11/01

I was at Parris Island, SC training to become a United States Marine. My platoon was busy buying things in the PX when our Senior DI called us all to attention and told us to gather around him. He then told us what had happened and immediatley every single one of us turned pale white. From that point on for all of us on the island, me especially, the training gained a new level of importance. I realized that it was all real and that is why I was there. I'll never forget that day and the days that came after it, the look on my Senior DI's face when he told us and the look of the rest of my platoon. It still brings a tear to my eye to this day every time I think about it
Jorge Herrera | 20 | Massachusetts

#1541 | Wednesday, August 14th, 2002
I'll never forget where I was. I was at home, and was asleep. My phone rang, and (as always) I let the answering machine get it. I knew immediately something was not good, as my mom began leaving her message. I heard fear in her voice as she said "someone has flown a plane ON PURPOSE in to each tower of the WTC, and the pentagon...Turn on your TV when you get this...it is a sad day for our country" I picked up the phone immediately, and began to cry with her. Through our conversation, the towers collapsed, and I felt sick.
It was my day off from work (I work at an airport hotel) and after my mom and I finished speaking, I phoned the hotel to see what I could do to help. I knew it would be crazy, being that all flights had been grounded, and rooms were being taken at an outstanding rate.
When I arrived at the hotel, there was a huge line at the front desk waiting to extend stays, and reserve rooms. An even larger crowd was in the lobby in front of the TV's we set up for viewing. Somehow people did not want to be up in their rooms alone watching this... There was comfort in a group. There were tears....open jaws, people were hugging strangers, and complete silence. I've never seen such a large crowd so quiet. It was eerie. We had a church group in the hotel at the time, and an impromptu service evolved in the lobby. New friends were made. The long wait to check in, get clean rooms, etc...was calm and no one was upset (this lasted days, and people have been nicer ever since...) I'll never forget how patient and understanding people were- Good came of evil, and I saw it first hand.
Kristin | 26 | Texas

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