#266 | Wednesday, November 21st, 2001
I woke up the morning of the 11th and went to my bathroom for my morning whiz and to get my daily dose of the king of all media. When I heard howard discussing the attack, I thought it was some zany "war of the worlds" takeoff. A quick check on the television verified that there was nothing zany about what was happening.

Annee and I sat silently on the bed watching as the destruction of the second tower unfolded. Working was the last thing I felt like doing but, nonetheless, I went to the office.

I listened to talk radio from the moment I got in the car until two weeks later after I could take no more of the countless permutations of the words "America, attacks, under, terror, war" that branded this flavor of media. R.I.P our lost brothers and sisters.
Mike Ingala | 27 | Oregon

#267 | Wednesday, November 21st, 2001
I was in the Arts building in Miami-Dade Community College, casually walking passed a crowded television to my Literature class. This being the first time I've seen any type of crowd gathered around a television, I, being Curious George, stopped to see what all the fuss was about. The first shot I saw was the first building in flames and smoke. My jaw hit the floor. Graciously, good ol' NBC was kind enough to show footage of the first plane blasting itself through the first tower over, and over, and over, and over. My jaw remained dropped for so long I choked a bit as I closed my dry mouth. I promptly went to class, where the teacher was in near tears. What can you say? Everybody has been effected by this tragedy. Class consisted of watching the TV for another 20 minutes before we gave up being students and became human beings. Most of us left. A few of us remained. Nobody spoke. I heard a few "this is fucked up" lines, but that's about it.
Blake | 21 |

#268 | Wednesday, November 21st, 2001
I remember as if it were 10 minutes ago. I work for a school district in where part of my job is security. I was taking pictures of the of new staff members for their ID badges. Soon my cell phone rang, it was my husband with the news. My first word was "terrorists?". He response was "probably". At that point it time I just brushed it off and continued with my day. New York was so far away, and 8 hour drive.

The next time I saw a television or heard the news the second building was hit and there were reports of another plane. This time it had crashed in a rural area in Pennsylvania. The name of the town was then announced, terror in New York was no longer 8 hours away, it was now a mere 30 minute drive down the interstate that passes through our town. Finally, flight path of that plane was revealed only to show that the plane had flown right over our heads. Suddenly ID badges seemed more important than ever.

My heart goes out to all! My prayers are with you!

Jenna | 28 | Pennsylvania

#269 | Wednesday, November 21st, 2001
It was around 11pm South Australian Time and I'd just turned on the TV to see the first tower on fire. Then as I continued to watch I saw a second place go right into the second tower. Right away, I knew that it a terrorist attack. I continued to watch and then came reports that the pentagon had been hit, another plane had crashed in pennsilvanyia and that they suspected another plane was heading for the white house or air force one. I continued to watch into the early hours of the morning and into the next day. All I can say is that I was extreamely shell shocked at what played out before my eyes on TV!
Trent Slade | 18 | Australia

#270 | Wednesday, November 21st, 2001
I remember this day better than most. I was to meet up with Finnish rock band, 22 Pistepirkko, who came to Denmark on a press promotion tour that day. I had breakfast and talked about the day's plans and what had happened since the last time we'd met.

Later, when it was time to meet the press, we were at a bar, where the owner is a friend of mine. The bar was closed to anyone but us, to allow some silence for the interviews. I was there with the other people hosting the band, the record company rep, the journalists etc. Then my cellphone rang.

It was my good friend and neighbor who called, and all he said was, that two airplanes had just hit TWC. I was as shocked as anyone, not really believing it at first.

I quickly whispered the news to the other people there, except the band members. We decided that they would be better off not knowing, at least until the interviews were over.

When they were, we told them. There was to be a promotion concert that night. We talked long about cancelling, but decided not to, which was good. The people at the concert were all sad, shocked and not really in the mood for live rock and roll. However, the music seemed to relieve us all of the thoughts and fears for a while. It had an instant therapeutic effect. Of course it didn't last long, and in the weeks that followed, the horror returned.
Rasmus Rasmussen | 24 | Denmark

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