General Chat / Where were you seven years ago today?

I was at my high school doing my work in my little "LD" class at around 9am. I was just doing my work and writing a paper about something when the phone rang. It was our teacher (she had left us with our class aid) saying to turn on the TV, a plane just hit the WTC. So the TV comes on and I see all the black smoke and get depressed, but just keep working.

Next thing I know another plane hits and I know I am seeing a terrorist attack. Now the bell rings and I go to my woodshop class. There is only one TV there in the teachers office. About this time our principal gets on the loud speaker and says a plane hit the Pentagon. I was pretty socked by that bit of info.

Around now people start talking. I can't remember who I said it to, but there was this name stuck in the back of my head... "ahhh Osama Bin Ladin!" (years later I could turn out to have been right about that educated guess).

Next it's time for lunch, so I ate. Then I played basketball. While shooting I heard a few girls walk by saying "It was the Muslims." I quietly shook my head. My last class was weight lifting, so I lifted and then played some (American) football.

Next I took my bus home and turned into a TV watching zombie.

In the car

Sick day from freshman high school year. My mom came in my room and said a plane had crashed and I thought "What dumbass would fly a prop-plane into a huge fucking building like the WTC?"

And then I saw the images.

The worst part is what I said later that day. They were talking about the towers and how they were once some of the tallest buildings in the world, and I chimed in a bit above my breathe and said "And now are some of the shortest." I dunno what made me say it, I guess when I feel awkward (like in the room which was deathly silent) I try to make myself laugh - nervous reaction. Still feel a little guilty about it, though.

I'm sorry WTC/NYC/USA/World people.

And I said... "Hey look how low that palin is flying." In a split second they all turned and looked up.

Wait... there might be an error in there somewhere, take it up with your local congressmen, or just ask them if they give a flying fuck :-|

I was at the snack bar.

5th grade, just doing work (And by work, I mean doodling), the teacher came in and informed us two planes had hit the towers. I asked what the damage was (I didn't know) and she said "I'm not sure". Found out later.

In the car. Heard it on the radio.

Playing Age of Empires.

Getting ready to go to class. Got a phone call to turn on the tv and managed to time it so the first thing I saw was the live footage of the 2nd plane hitting the tower. I called my gf's (at the time - sunshyne) house and talked to her mom as her aunt worked at the WTC and while on the phone with her mom, her dad called and said he saw a low flying plane near DC (this was the Pentagon plane).

After that I went to class, was there about a half hour then they closed the campus. Went home and had a message not to come to work as we weren't opening.

And that's that.



[In other news, I have two friends with birthdays today]

At school. I was shocked and horrified, especially because my parents were driving down to South Carolina, I believe it was, that day. They were fine, luckily.

God Bless America and Death To All Terrorists of All Races Everywhere. Never Forgive. Never Forget.

God Bless America and Death To All Terrorists of All Races Everywhere. Never Forgive. Never Forget.

Oh so it's okay to kill terrorists but not babies.

On topic:
I was at school when it happened. No one told us what was going on but you could tell something was because tons of kids were getting picked up and teachers were acting funny. I found out when I got home.

Well to be exact my mum was picking me up from school to take me to drama and she told me and then we listened to it on the radio.

I was in gym class and some kid came in and said that someone just bombed New York but I didn't believe him because what an outrageous claim right? Anyway I didn't think anything of it until I got to my next class when all we did was talk about it.

well i was young, when legos were really cool. i was ready to go to school, and i had almost finished building a lego tower and i already had finished a lego airplane, when i heard my mother in disbelief, and i was what happened.

no joke here.

i was in math class. i was a junior and our headmistress came in the room and told us that one of the twin towers had fallen over. stupid bitch. anyway, our teacher took us to our library to watch it on tv. it was only about 17 of us, but i remember the girls started crying. after school got out i went to a buds house and watched the news with him and his dad for a bit before headin home.

I have all these stories of personal accounts from people who were in the building- some that died and some that made it out alive just to watch other people die but I don't want to get into them.

I went to the only two funerals of my life that week and neither of them had a bodies in the cascettes.

It really was an awful day especially when I know how horribly the lives of two people ended and realizing that this happened to thousands of other people. Just imagine the two choices, 1000 feet in the air no way down and a fire burning below you- and you have to make the decision, knowing that you are definitely going to die, to either jump or burn alive.

I was in sixth grade. That was back when I was in band, and I remember some of the band/chorus staff telling us about it. At the time, they thought it was an accident. That was when only one plane had hit.

The next period my teacher put the news on and we all watched the first tower fall live on tv. It was pretty traumatic to watch, especially because I used to be really into architecture, and I had finally gotten a chance to visit the towers the year prior. And, just knowing that people are dying live on your screen is scary. All the girls in my class (including my teacher) were crying. I just kind of stared in disbelief.

@Comet - thats actually really sad to hear.

though i must say, i think i would choose to jump to my death. everyone who jumps to their death looks so peaceful when their dead. it seems like it would be a lot better way to die than burning. and in a way, you have more control over your death than if you were trying to avoid burning alive

I was on active dute in the US Navy aboard the USS Ford here in Everett Wa. By mid afternoon, we along with a couple other ships were on patrol in the Puget Sound near Seattle. We normally do not energize our main air search radar due to the interference it casuses however we had it "lit up" and weapons at the ready. It was creapy seeing what would normally be a very busy air trafic lanes for a couple hundred miles to only seeing the handful of military aircraft patroling the airspace.

James - rctnw

The sad part of today/yesterday is that it feels like no one remembered it. It felt like I was the only one in the world walking through my town knowing and thinking about what happened seven years ago. I know the news was on, but everyone I talked to seemed to forget about it.

I hope 9/11 becomes more than just a normal day. I hope a special type of holiday commemorates days like it. Like an hour of peace, everywhere.