#199 | Thursday, October 11th, 2001
I'm now reading an article about sites on the Internet a month after the attacks of the september 11th, 2001. I guess that you wouldn't know the magazine I'm reading because it is not an American magazine. I'm writing to you from Israel, if you think that you are suffering becouse of terrorism (I'm not sure it's spelled like that), belive me that we suffer at least like you, if not more.
I never lost someone, hoping that I never will. But I realy cried, from the bottom of my brokken heart, when I heard. There are diferencess in the hours, it was about 5pm here when it happened. I was resting at home, after school (I'm 13), and I saw the tween towers falling down... I just couldn't belive...
I watched the smoke, and almost chocked. Couldn't understand why.
I never visited the tween towers, but my perents was there. I'll never be there, and my perents can just rememeber.
But that day, we all, just cried - from the bottom of our brokken heart...
Tal Ravid | 13 | Israel

#200 | Friday, October 12th, 2001
this is going to sound stupid...but i was asleep when this all happened..i have insommnia and i didn't wake up untill about 4:30 PM that evening. when i did, there were about 20 messages on my answering machine from people wondering if i was ok. now i live in VA so i don't know why they were wondering if i was ok..but after these messages..i turned on the tv and joined the millions of people, sobbing for the people lost.
jenny | 20 | Virginia

#201 | Friday, October 12th, 2001
I am a court reporter, who had left home at 8:45 that morning to drive an hour and a half to one of the county courthouses in my state. I had no idea about anything happening until an attorney arrived at the depositions, telling us what had occurred. Our depositions weren't concluded until 12:00 noon, which was the longest three hours of my life. Then I had the hour and a half drive home, only gaining details of what had occurred on the radio. Listening to the reports, I tried but just couldn't picture in my mind what they described over the radio. When I did finally get home, I immediately turned on CNN to finally see for myself what I was unable to picture in my mind for the last hour and a half. I could not leave my TV set for the next several hours.
For the first time in my life (and I'm 52 years old) when I went to bed that night, I didn't feel completely safe doing so. That sounds so minor, but, yet, so major, that I had been able to live 52 years and never know that feeling.
Then I realized the precious price my dad was willing to pay in WWII and my husband, in Vietnam. I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for what Americans like them have been willing to do over the years. And then I felt an enormous sense of determination to stand strong for this country and keep it strong, for the price has always been high, and Americans have always been willing to pay that price.
The terrorists think they've crippled us with total fear, but they will never fully realize who they've angered and the strength that's born in us. We come from generations and generations of brave souls and unless you have that blood running through your veins, you could never realize our strength, and the tragic mistake anyone ever makes by under-estimating Americans.
Judy K. Vealey | 52 | West Virginia

#202 | Saturday, October 13th, 2001
September 11th, 2001 was my eighteenth birthday. I had an 8:30 class, and got out at 11 am, ready to celebrate for the rest of the day. I was standing in front of the elevators to my dorm, waiting to go to my room. The girl next to me was talking to her friend about airplane crashes, and the Twin Towers, and at first I thought she was talking about a movie. When we got into the elevator, and she kept talking about it, I realized that it wasn't a movie. I got up to my floor, and things were crazy. A bunch of people from New York live on my floor, so they were scared for their family and friends, and while I have no family and friends in the area, it scared me so much, and I sympathized with them. For the rest of the day, we were all glued to the few television screens there were in the dorm, and our computers, where we could at least get some information.
Theresa Toscano | 18 | Massachusetts

#203 | Saturday, October 13th, 2001
On the morning of September 11, 2001, I was almost one hour into my working day. Little Samantha (first grader), who always has sparkling joyous eyes and a smile on her face came running to me, with tears running down her face. She told me that planes were bombing New York.

Samantha, at age 6, somewhat understands how those who are personally mourning feels. She never knew her grandfather but she knows that her grandfather was killed by terrorists in the Oklahoma City Bombing. She has seen her mother and strangers shed tears for the loss of not only her grandfather/victims on April 19th, but now tears for those who lost loved ones/victims on September 11th.

My emotions were spinning. There are no words to describe how I felt. It was the same numb feeling I had on April 19th when I later watched those I knew be pulled out of the Murrah Building. I bent down and held Samantha, soothed her fears. I then picked up the phone and verified my father was not at the Pentagon.

We, the people of Oklahoma, have already endured a terrorist bombing. We have felt the loss of our loved ones, family members, friends and neighbors by the hands of men who believe cold blooded murder can stop our faith, hopes and beliefs. We, as Oklahomans, refused to give into their monstrosities then, nor will we relent to terrorisim now.

Terrorist will never learn that their chosen methods to attempt controlling others is NOT WORKING. Their actions of mass murder is backfiring, destroying their own initial goal. It is strengthening us, not only individually but as a whole.

God bless you all, unless you are a terrorist.
Sandy | 39 | Oklahoma

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