Remember September 11, 2001
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September 11, 2001: My Story
Hi everyone. I just want to share my story of September 11, 2001. To let you know, I was not in New York, or even anywhere near New York. I was at the opposite end of the United States in Washington State. Back then I didn't even know what the World Trade Centers were. I was only in the 2nd grade.
I woke up to get ready for school like any other day. Early in the morning, my dad told us to turn on the news. It was then when my mom, brother, and sister, sat and watched as the buildings were attacked. I was shocked and didn't know what to think. Later, we went to school (it was not closed) All the kids in my 2nd grade class was scared and some were crying. My teacher told us that we would be safe, she told us that the attacks were on the other side of the country. When I got home, we continued to watch the news. My mom's family called, who live in a different country, and asked if we were safe.
I know my story is not the most exciting thing ever. I just wanted to help spread the word to never forget that day.
Did I know anyone who died? No. Even though I wasn't affected of it as much as others, it still hurts inside...
If you want, post a comment down below, telling us what you remember on that day. Please refrain from putting hate comments...
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Thanks. Yes, it is an American tragedy that I will never forget.
Thanks for sharing your perspective of that dark day in American history. I was 18 at the time and happened to be in Lower Manhattan when all hell broke loose...or, so it seemed. People were running and screaming, although it all seemed so surreal as the first tower collapsed. How could that be? Buildings just don't fall down. And, when the second went, it was almost too much. Well, it WAS too much...
It remains a surreal moment. I cannot say how things were when Pearl Harbor was attacked, or even afterwards, but the events of 9/11 remain both indelible, yet quite otherworldy, as if it didn't really happen, as life seemed to continue unabated. I mean, I returned to school, people went to work, and the country somehow continued to move right along.
And, almost ten years later, memorial events are held to remember those who lost their lives and remind us of something terrible that occurred. But, I am unsure of what it all means in the larger picture. Maybe, its most enduring legacy is that, however horrific 9/11 was, is that we were able to pick ourselves up and collectively move forward, as many did that day in Lower Manhattan.
I was seventeen and away at college. Scared that I wouldn't make it the two hours back home, scared that they would keep attacking till they got to Missouri. I am still sad about what happened. Thank you for sharing your story.
And thanks for sharing your story too.
This tragedy crossed all age, gender, and cultural lines. So glad you posted your experience because it is important to keep the truth of what happened and how this affected everyone from being obscured. I hope your small hub will continue to generate comments that help keep the truth of that day highlighted.
breakfastpop Level 8 Commenter 20 months ago
Excellent piece of writing. This was and always will be an American tragedy no matter how old you were on that day or where you lived.