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#1317 | Saturday, May 25th, 2002
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I was on the 55th floor of tower one in the WTC. I was there for a work-related seminar. My husband and I had driven up from Massachusetts, arriving 9/10, at about 3:00 in the afternoon. We checked into the WTC Marriott, valet parked our car, and enjoyed the sights of NYC that night, and I headed off to my seminar at 8:30 a.m. in tower one the next morning, 9/11. I cannot explain the feeling when the plane hit, but I will never forget it. When we started down the stairs, I new something really bad had happened. The stairway I was in eventually led me out through tower 2, and I made it out about 2 minutes before that tower collapsed. The noise was the worst thing I have ever heard in my life. I was consumed in white smoke and ran for my life, I thought for sure I would suffocate and die. I hid in an abandoned office building until the second tower collapsed, for the second time, I thought I was dead. After a long series of events that included crossing the Brooklyn Bridge, I found my husband at the NYC Technical College. The Red Cross had taken over part of the college, and I was able to make phone calls home and find out my husband was OK. About 30 minutes later, we were in each others arms (about 3:00 in the afternoon). Thanks to the kindness of total strangers, we caught a train, and eventually a ferry, to Connecticut. By 10:00 that night, we were checked into a hotel and finally watching the days excruciating events. My company was able to obtain a driver to pick us up the next day, and I was in my home with my 2 children by 3:00 on 9/12.
The current events of the WTC are very unsettling. They have brought back all the bad memories.
I am forever greatful that God spared mine and my husbands life that day. I always think of the brave men and women of the FDNY & NYPD who helped that day. They will forever be etched in my mind.
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Maura | 37 | Massachusetts
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#1318 | Sunday, May 26th, 2002
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I was 12 years old and I was up watching a movie when all of a sudden the show got interrupted by this news break that showed the two twin towers with smoke and flying debris all over the place. This was the first time I had ever seen something so bad. My heart goes out to those involved...
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Jasmine | 13 | Australia
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#1319 | Sunday, May 26th, 2002
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I woke up to my mother, panicky, saying something like "the towers have been hit." It took me a couple of seconds to get it out of her....then the shock set in. First I thought "Oh my God all those people are gone." I turned on the news and saw that one of the planes came from Boston and I got the sickest feeling. I left Logan Airport (Boston) on September 9th. I thought of the New Yorkers I met on my holiday while walking the Freedom Trail and again a sick feeling, hoping the statistics were on their side and they were nowhere near those towers. Here's hoping for peace.
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Anna | 29 | Canada
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#1320 | Sunday, May 26th, 2002
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On 9/11, I was at school and had just come in from recess. We were waiting for my teacher to come and begin class, when she came in looking very sad. She told us what happened and since at the time we didn't know very much she said that America was under attack and thousands maybe even hundreds of thousand of people might be dead. At lunch I raced home and turned on the news and me and my dad watched in horror the replaying of the building falling. I don't understand how those terrorist could be so cruel. They had no right to turn the lives of everyone one in America upside down and to bring fear to innocent young children. 24 Canadians were killed on Sept. 11th, and 4 in the war in Afgainstan. I sincerly hope that no one else must die, in pointless attacks and wars.
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Jennifer | 13 | Canada
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#1321 | Sunday, May 26th, 2002
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It's amazing to me that even now, almost June of 2002, the images and memories of September 11th can still bring me to tears instantly. I'm from Cleveland, but attend Heidelberg College in Tiffin, Ohio, about 2 hours away from Cleveland. I was asleep, and around 8:45am, one of my best friends, Dave, an internaional student from Northern Ireland, called me and just said to turn on my TV. We hung up, and in my sleepy daze, I managed to turn on my TV. I remember not being able to talk; I couldn't even close my mouth. About 10 minutes had passed when there was a knock on my door. Dave had walked over, and we just stared at each other and hugged. We continued watching the news, and as I made phone calls to Cleveland to check on my family, as well as some of my friends on campus. I opened my door, and soon, my room was full of international as well as American students watching the news in shock and disbelief. I remeber so vividly the images of those poor people jumping to their deaths from the towers. I remember worrying about my brother, who is in the Army, being called into active duty. As a political science major, I also thought about the inevitable and potential effects September 11th would have on the entire world. While I recognize that the United States of America is not without faults, I feel such strong emotions when I see the flag, or see my brother in his uniform, or hear patriotic songs. There will never be enough words to desribe what September 11th meant to Americans.
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Christi | 20 | Ohio
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