yes everyone, i know theres people out of the states in here so be honest? what did you think? did you care? were you hurt? angry? sad? tell us!
when the twin towers in new york fell i was just waking up for school(only the first one was down by then), my mom was glued to the tv, dont even think she realised i was behind her. I started getting my luch and she turned around and told me " someone crashed a plane into the twin towers..". at school all day we talked about it, staring at CNN or NBC. every tv station was playing coverage of this. all the jocks were saying "were gonna kill them! who ever did this!" and all the liberals were just scared. shit i think i cryed even. that was a weird day.....
I was running late for work. I had just passed a business at 644 Magnolia St. (Previous employer) I had the radio on and they announced that an airplane had crashed into one of the towers. They speculated it was a possible terrorist attack. My heart sank when they announced another airplane had been crashed into the other tower. What an absolute waste of human life. I'm agnostic, but I hope that Osama bin Laden has a special place reserved in Jahannam. (And no, I have no ill feelings towards Muslim people. The majority of them are peace loving people.)
It's better to burn out, than to fade away....
This post was last modified: 09-12-2008 04:09 AM by EveWasFramed.
I was a junior in high school. I never actually saw the incident live on television as it was morning and I was getting ready for school. However, like most of us I saw it reran several times and from several angles during the following hours, days, and weeks (and years, really). I recall that day as rather peculiar. Only one class I had during the day actually tried to carry on as normal. All of the others were spent watching CNN (and I don't blame them for that).
It still strikes me as surreal to this very day... running airplanes into tall building seems like something out of some unrealistic action movie.
Also, I can not believe it has been seven years!
Anyway, it is a shame that our government has exploited this tragedy for all it was worth, such as going into a completely unrelated war while seemingly forgetting about capturing the man who has claimed responsibility for the happenings of that day seven years ago, as well as using it for political gains whenever possible too.
I was at work, We were watching the TV, the plane that hit the pentagon flew threw our airspace and the alarms when off, we all took cover, it was the first time I had ever heard the real alarms and it was scary, we didn't know what was going on so I opened the weapons vault and we all armed up. As far as we knew we were under an attack. I wanted to be with my family but had to defend our Airbase. After it was over we were activated and worked 12 hour shifts 7 days a week for about 3 months without a day off. I worked night shift so I never really seen my family. I've been to the middle east a couple times now and am going again soon, Sep. 11 has changed my life.
I was running late as usually becuase my ex- gf takes for ever to get ready. I went into work and heard about the towers. It got non productive really fast. I couldn't get a hold of my clients or salepeople. Everybody was glued to the radio or news. I went home to watch the news....it was a mad house. Then I watch the second jet crashed into the second tower live of TV.
It was crazy becase no one knew what was going to happen next or if we were going to get nuke or go into war.
This post was last modified: 09-12-2008 07:24 AM by Lonesome Crow.
I was having some work done on my car. Some people came out to the shop from the office and told everyone to come watch the tv they had. One guy said. "They are bombing the pentagon." I thought he was playing. It was surreal. I couldn't believe it. It was a very numbing experience.
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