Do you remember where you were at when 9/11 happen? I was working the late shift at the hospital so I got off that night and someone told me about it on the phone. I could'nt bleive what I was seeing? You think it will happen again?

sleeping during the attacks. my mom explained to me what happened on the way to school.

I was sleeping as well... sadly, my mom was outside watering plants, when our 12-year old (at that time) neighbor came running outside and told her that there was an explosion on TV. I eventually got out of bed and saw that she was sitting in front of the TV with my sis and dad. I just remmeber not understanding the true depth of what was going on... I was eleven years old.:(

I was working at the hospital, here in South Carolina, when a fellow employee
told me she had heard about it on the television set in the lobby. My boss
invited me to join him and watch some of the news coverage on the TV set
in the doctor's lounge (which was empty at the time). It was one of the
three most shocking world events that have happened in my lifetime (and
I can remember where I was during each of them): the assassination of
President Kennedy (Nov. 22, 1963), the explosiion of the Challenger space
shuttle, and the attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon on
Sept. 11, 2001. You never forget things like that (and you just pray that they never happen again).

Yes, I was at work and all of a sudden our boss came out of his office and said a plane hit the world trade center. We all gathered in his office to watch then we saw the other plane hit. People we crying and very confused and upset about this. I was in shock and couldn't believe what I was seeing. I remember a co-worker asked me if I was ok and I just shook my head no. We were all very shocked. :(

I'll never forget it.

I had a migraine headache that morning and had to stay home from work.
I was dozing in and out of sleep, half watching the Dick Van Dyke show when my husband phoned me from work.
He said a plane had hit the World Trade Centre. I'm thinking it had to be a Cessna or something and he's still talking a mile a minute telling me to tune to anything else but TVLand (:lol: - he knew I'd be watching that channel and they wouldn't have coverage).

I tuned it in just as the 2nd plane hit and couldn't believe my eyes. I kept thinking this is some modern age "War of the Worlds" or something.

I even saw the 2nd tower collaspe live. It was absolutely horrific. All I did for the rest of the day was cry and was glued to the t.v. I heard them tracking the plane that went down in PA, the Pentagon, everything. And worst of all, I knew my aunt was on a plane that departed at 9am and didn't know if that one would go down too. Apparently it was the last or second last takeoff of a plane before they shutdown all air traffic in North America.

I was a junior in high school and I was driving to school when the DJ on the radio said what happened.

I was at school that the time and when I came home It was live on the news.

I didn't find out about it until about 11AM!! I worked the night before and was sleeping. I heard my phone ring, and it rang a few times. I don't answer my phone when I'm trying to sleep. It was my sister who was trying to call me. I had not watched any TV or listened to the radio yet. I was on the road(I was in Ohio) and the first question she asked me was "Where are you?" At first, she wouldn't even tell me what happened. The way she was talking, so many things were going through my mind, at first, I thought something horrible happened to our parents, then I thought maybe somebody was assassinated(especially President Bush), or that somebody else really, really important died. So I asked "OK, who died?", and she said "alot of people!!"

Even over 7 years later, it's still really weird to drive up I-95 in N.Jersey, and not see the towers there.

I was a sophomore in high school at the time. It was in the middle of history class. During the lesson another teacher came in and told the history teacher what had happened. He then told us about it. I can't believe it's been so long already since it happened. My history teacher at the time has since passed away.

I was on break from school, I was at my parents house sleeping when my mom woke me up saying the world was coming to an end and to get up and watch the news with her.

Was working when my boss called a bunch of us over and said the Pentagon had been attacked. We went into a room and watched the news. It was around noon and all the details weren't in. Scarey and uncertain time for sure. Spent the rest of the day watching it, since that what was nearly every channel was showing.

I was nearing the end of a graveyard shift at the gas station I worked at then. I had the radio on as was my usual practice. This time the regular programming was interrupted with an announcement that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. About this time the day shift guys arrived and we were talking about how the towers had been there for many years and yet we never heard of an accident like this. Then they announced the second plane and we all looked at each other and realized this is no accident. Well I quickly finished my paperwork, went home, and turned on the TV. I got the set turned on just in time to see the 2nd tower collapsing. I spent the next several hours in front of the TV numbly watching the news coverage.

I was sleeping.. I remember the phone ringing at 5 something in the morning... and I went in to the dining room to see if everything if everything was alright? Thats when I heard my grandma say the Pentagon in the US.. me being the smart mouth 20 year old i was said , well no **** grandma do you know of another one..

I just remember the feeling the next couple of days after that. You knew that things were never going to be the same, and you didnt know what was going to happen next. I wont forget that feeling. Its like there was life before 9/11 and life after 9/11.

On the morning of 9/11 I was a junior in high school.

I remember I was in my American History class when one of the VP's came to the door and pulled the teacher out of the room. About maybe 2 minutes later the teacher closed the door and said "If you guys believe in a God please pray to him right now."

We continued class for normally for about 5 minutes until there was an announcement on the loudspeak that an emergeny meeting will be held for the entire school in the gymnasium.

So class by class, everyone gathered in the gym. When all was there the principal said "This morning a plane crashed into the World Trade Center". No other details were mentioned other than that.

Eventually, the students were separated. Kids who lived out of state or in Manhattan were gathered in one area. Kids who had parents currently working in Manhattan went in one area. And the "extra" kids who were not directly related were in another area.


My father at the time worked in the city; however no where near where this went down. So I gathered with the kids who had parents working in the city. I then gave the administration my dad's work number.

About an hour later the entire school was dismissed and students were allowed to leave. Those who lived far or in Manhattan had to remain until they had someone come for them.



I still had no idea on what was going on just that a plane crashed into the World Trade Center. When I got home, I never forgot this, I saw my father smoking a cigar out on our front lawn. It turns out that he was late for work this morning and he went on the Xpress Bus that goes in the tunnel to Manhattan. The tunnel to the city was already closed by the time his bus got there so the bus turned around and dropped off everyone back in Brooklyn. My dad never went to work that morning.

So he was sitting there care free; reading the paper and cigar smoking as if it's a normal day. When he saw me he said "I guess the school had you dismissed huh? Yeah some crash at the towers. Oh well."


I went upstairs and turned on the tv and by this point both of the towers were already down. I stood in shock for a few minutes when I realized what happened. I then ran to my father and told him "Dad, the towers. They're gone. Like nothing. Completely destroyed." He went "Really?" and we both went inside to the tv.

After that I don't remember much, just that the phone kept ringing off the hook and we stood at the tv literally all day.

But I remember my father in the morning. So care-free as if nothing bad had happened; he didn't bother to check the severity on how bad the situation was. He was glad to relax and be home.

We didn't lose anyone close that day; which was good.

I was on a commuter train going to work. First I heard the news in Spanish - at that time I was listening to a Spanish language radio station, then I turned the radio to the all-news station where I confirmed that my personal interpretation was correct - that an aircraft had slammed into one of the World Trade Center towers.

I arrived by 9 a.m. at work. One of my co-workers was crying hysterically because she learned she lost a cousin who worked in the WTC, and our office manager, my boss' wife, was crying because she lost a close friend who also worked there. By 9:30 a.m. Mayor Daley was ordering the entire downtown area evacuated because of a rumor that another plane was heading for Sears Tower. So we all went home. As for me - I stayed glued to the TV all day and all night and for the next couple of days I was in somewhat of a fog - so were a lot of other downtown Chicago workers!

I was in the 9th grade and I remember the teacher across the hall coming into our classroom and telling our teacher to turn on the tv. I remember watching, but I really had no idea what was going on until I got home and talked to my parents about it.

I was in 7th grade in my second period science class. I didn't know until I had gotten out of school because no one told us anything. My sister who was in elementary school was allowed to know, yet they wouldn't tell us. When my mom told me after I got out of school I was terrified. I thought it was World War Three and that we were all in danger. I freaked at all the planes I saw in the sky that day, especially being only five hours away from the city. I remember going to my aunts house after school like always and all of us watching the tv as planes were going by outside, scaring me even more. (there's an air force base in our city, so that's the reason for all of the planes)

I remember when I woke up that morning, I heard on the radio (my clock-radio is tuned to an all-news station) that a plane had crashed into the world trade center, but I didn't think it was anything serious. But then I turned on the TV in my bedroom and all the stations had on a report about it,. It was then that I found out what happened. Then I went out in the living room and turned on CNN and just sat there transfixed by it all.

My brother-in-law was really upset by it all, since he works in Manhatten, and he knew a lot of people who worked in the twin towers at the time. In fact, he was telling us he knows some guys who had to carry a guy in a wheelchair down 40 floors!!!:eek: :eek: Being a wheelchair user myself, I can only imagine how frightened that guy must have been!!!

I was asleep, when suddenly my mother, bursts into my bed, screaming, "it is worse than Pearl Harbor!!!". I was like, " What the hell!". So, I turned on the television, and saw the images on CNN of the first plane crashing into the World Trade Center.

I was headed back to my Back to my bedroom when my mom told me about 911.