Where were you six years ago today?

I wasn't working then so was at home with the tv on when it first came on the news and I remember watching live as the 2nd plane hit.

Very scary feeling at the time, before the shock and sadness set in.

I had just got my computer back from the shop (new hard drive)and hooked it up. I got a multiple image on my monitor and started a poor me pity party because of all the problems I had with the computer. I shut it off and went in to watch the morning news - just in time to see the second plane hit.

The pity party stopped immediately.

I was in 11th grade, in my 2nd hour class- World History, I do believe.

They turned on the tvs for us and we watched them in all of our classes I do believe.

I remember that night the gas stations were packed with cars getting gas because they thought there was going to be a major shortage.

That was a scary day

I was 18 and an apprentice at a high end salon. I didnt know anything about the situation until I got to work. We had tv's scattered throughout the salon and breakroom just to stay informed. Needless to say we didnt have as many clients as usual that day, so we were able to keep with the news. I cant believe it has been 6 years already.

I was at work, and at the time my brother was a pilot for American Airlines.

My boss at the time is a horrid excuse for what PASSES as a human being, and she made us actually try to work and make sales calls (!!!) until it became clear that there was no way to get through to anyone, and if you did, they certainly weren't interested in talking about business.

We were stuck in the office until 2 p.m., at which point she, very begrudgingly, decided to let us go home for the day. She did not care one whit that my brother MIGHT have been on one of the planes that hit the towers.

I think she was more angry that her company lost a day's work and had to pay us for it than she cared about what had just happened.

It wasn't until about 4 p.m. that I found out that my brother had flown out of Miami that morning instead of Boston. I have no relationship with him, but that didn't lessen my fears.

I will NEVER FORGET 9/11/2001, and unfortunately, won't ever forget one very petty woman boss for having no compassion whatsoever on that tragic day.

Another thing that I will never, ever forget is how eerily silent the skies were in the days following. We take the fact that there are airplanes flying overhead for granted, they are background noise, we don't pay attention to it.

But in those days that followed 9/11, the skies were as silent as the grave. It was spooky. I never want to experience anything like that again.

NEVER FORGET.

I was driving to work, when the morning drivetime DJs reported that a plane had hit the WTC. At first, it sounded as though a small plane had had and accident. A few minutes later, they report the SECOND plane. At that point, I knew that it was no accident. I called my S/O and told him to turn on his shop's radio.

When I got to work, there was aTV set up in the break room and I saw the first video, of the scene. All day long, as I worked my cash register, customers and co-workers kept me updated.

At home, that evening, my S/O and I stayed in front of the TV.

I was a sophomore in college. I didn't have class until 11 that day, but I was awake and watching tv. I was flipping channels and I stopped on a news station that showed one of the WTCs smoking. I though a huge fire had broken out, in fact, I don't think the media really knew what was going on at that point. The first plane had just hit. When they announced that a plane had hit it, I thought, "wow, what a horrible plane crash, what has to malfunction in order to get it to do that?" And I thought how strange...

In the distance I saw another plane flying nearby. I thought it was just a flight route and the plane was on normal plans... until I saw it hit the 2nd building. I really couldn't believe it. At that point I knew something wasn't right. I sat there and watched the continuous coverage, the replays of the 2nd plane hitting, and finally the first tower fell. It was the most shocking thing I had ever seen in my life... until the 2nd tower fell. I just couldn't believe something like that could actually happen.

I am a good student, so I did go to class, but I don't know why. All we did was talk about and watch the news. Everyone was in complete shock and we couldn't believe what was going on. It was horribly sad.

A year later, we (the Clemson University Symphonic Band) played TAPS and a couple other songs as an outdoor tribute while the CU military did their tributes. We played our instruments with all of our hearts as tears streamed down our and the conductor's face.

I know I will never ever forget that day. It has faded a little in all of our memories as time has healed us, but on the anniversary it always comes back.

I remember Alan Jackson wrote a song, and the first words were "where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day." He really helped Americans come together with his words... we were all doing ordinary things, normal, daily routine things.

living overseas at the time,
walked into lounge for a smoke and some coffee, hmm and i think i was picking up dinner.
TO hear people making jokes about how great it was that lot of americans got killed

I was very young, only in the 7th grade. I remember going to school all like normal. Then was we were walking from the halls into my science class, I noticed that the teacher had the Tv on. We watched it for the entire class. I remember knowing that something was wrong, but I didn't really know that the WTC was! I didn't understand why it was an important building. I didn't realize entirely what was going on (Now that I'm writing this, I realize how naive I was...but I was raised in a small souther city...) I and several others were checked out early and brought home. It was at home that I watched the second tower fall, and things started to sink in.

I work only a few blocks away from our nation's capital and the Pentagon.

That day I was in a hotel conference ballroom at my university for a training conference when someone ran into the ballroom and told us that a plane had hit WTC. I didn't believe him. We all gathered around this HUGE tv in the auditorium and stared in shock as the 2nd plane hit WTC. Later on, we heard that the Pentagon was hit. I couldn't believe it and ran outside. I could see a HUGE pillar of smoke where Pentagon was and it just sickened me. I ran to my office and told my co workers what was going on. We just couldn't focus on work at all.

My family were freaking out because I work in DC so they were trying to reach me via phone, AIM and pager but unfortunately all 3 "crashed" due to high traffic. I received their messages on my pager but they couldn't get my replies so it was breaking my heart to see my family freaking out because they couldn't hear from me. At one point, my brother "yelled" at me through the pager and said "Just let us know YOU are OKAY! That's all we need to know so ANSWER us NOW!" I was eventually able to get in touch with them later on that night and let them know that I was okay.

After a while, we heard that there was another plane on the way to hit the capitol. At that point, my co workers and I looked at each other and said "We're getting the H*** out of here!" I saw people in cars pulling over to people who were walking on campus and offering them rides out so that touched me.

Normally it'd take me about 20 minutes from DC to my home in Greenbelt. That day it took me over THREE HOURS just to get home. Traffic was so bad that some people actually abandoned their cars and walked (that was another reason why traffic moved so slowly- we couldn't drive fast because there were people walking on the roads, etc) and there were soldiers/cops EVERYWHERE directing traffic, yelling at people to move away from the capital, important buildings, etc. It horrified me seeing soliders with huge guns standing around- I knew it was for our protection but at the same time, it made it even more real and terrifying that terrorists would hit DC.

It was a day from H*** and I had friends who worked at Pentagon so that was very frightening for me as I tried to find out if they were all right. Luckily, all my friends were okay.

One friend was supposed to be in his office that day but due to a last minute meeting, he wasn't. His office was wrecked. If he was there, he wouldn't have survived.

I have another friend in military who also worked at Pentagon at that time and he was involved with rescuing people then recovering bodies. I won't tell you all the stories he told me (some were too horrifying) but it really broke my heart. One thing he told me that I will never forget- he went into a room to look for survivors and saw this lady sitting at her desk with the phone at her ear. She was in that position when the plane hit pushing the wall against her so she was pinned between the wall and her desk. He said it looks like she died instantly not knowing what happened (which was good) but still..

A close friend of mine had a friend who worked at the Pentagon who just adopted a boy a couple days before. She was burnt so badly in the attack on Pentagon and slipped into a coma. She eventually died after a week. That poor boy stayed with his adoptive grandparents for a while but they couldn't handle it since they were so old so he had to go back to foster care.

I will NEVER forget the feelings and thoughts that I had that day and in the days afterwards. I was so terrified for others and myself and felt so alone. BUT it was also inspiring to see people come together and support each other.

I was coming home from Brent's apartment. I was on the off ramp of the highway. It was awful.

I was actually in bed sleeping with the radio on. I skipped school that day (parents were at work) because I had stayed out late the night before. I woke up to someone on the radio saying OMG the tower just collapsed. I thought I was dreaming at first. I couldnt figure out what was going on so I went and turned on the t.v. just in time to see the other tower collapse. I was totally freaked out and crying. Didnt know what was going on. I was only 14 at the time.

I was watching the Today show and was on the phone with my best friend when they broke in and showed that a plane had hit the first tower...and Matt Lauer was talking to a woman who had seen it happen first hand and while he was talking to her she started screaming because the other plane hit.

I barely left the TV for a week...Bella and I watched it all for hours on end...she was always disturbed when something tragic was replayed on TV over and over again, you could not get her away from the TV. She also knew how upset I was..I called my parents every few hours crying

To this Day that feeling of dread and helplessness has not left me when I think of 9-11 and the people that were affected by this tragedy

I was in my sophomore Spanish class when our vice principal announced over the intercom that planes had struck the WTC. I had just moved from Western PA the previous year and was still new to NJ and NY, so I really wasn't sure what the WTC was (though, I had been in them a couple months previous).

I remember being very confused and scared. Getting service on cell phones was nearly impossible, so I used a pay phone to dial my mom. Many students at my school had parents and other relatives that worked at the WTC, so a lot of people went home early. For some reason, school didn't close, but the classes for the rest of the day consisted solely of discussing the attacks and passing along news. One of the radio stations was reporting that a plane had crashed near Pittsburgh (It turned out to be flight 93). I remember being in a state of panic at one point, because my brother and several other relatives lived in and near Pittsburgh. In fact, flight 93 went down only 15 miles away from my grandparents farm.

When I got home from school, the television was already on and I immediately dropped my things and watched---It was the first time I'd seen the footage and really understood the magnitude of what had happened. I'm not a religious person, but for the strangest, briefest of moments my mind recalled the story of the Tower of Babel. My mom told me that she and my father had watched the towers collapse from a hill, which overlooked the city, at the golf club they work at. For the rest of the day, I heard a lot of sirens and helicopters passing by.

I woke up to a rainy day today and sadly remembered every detail of September 11th. My heart truly goes out to everyone.

-Kristen

p.s. I recently viewed the plans for the new WTC transportation center at the Cooper Hewitt Museum in NYC. The concept is to create a building out of "rays of light." I watched a video that gave a computer generated tour of the new center. I really thought it was beautiful. The building is almost entirely constructed from tall, curved, white beams and glass. The ceiling is built to open up and let sunlight in.

I was leaving Chemistry class and walking to a history class. No teachers were in the halls and very few kids were out either. I started peaking in rooms as I walked by and saw the replays of the first plane hit. I hurried to my class and we watched the news the whole day.

Originally Posted by theimp98

living overseas at the time,
walked into lounge for a smoke and some coffee, hmm and i think i was picking up dinner.
TO hear people making jokes about how great it was that lot of americans got killed

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A lot of non-Americans were killed, too.

I was sleeping when it happened. I remember that it was a Tuesday and for some reason it was my day off (I never had Tuesday's off). My job called me at about 11am (I'm a late sleeper) and said that they needed people for overtime because of everything that happened (I worked in 411 and we were flooded with calls for people needing emergency numbers and such). I asked "..what happened?" She says "Rob, have you been sleeping?". She told me to turn on the TV and that's when I saw the news reports.

I didn't wind up going into work because I had an appointment that I couldn't cancel. After that I went to the house of a music teacher that I had at the time for a bit, and when I came home my mother told me that my girlfriend at the time was in the hospital. She was a diabetic and her blood sugar level got dangerously low. So I spent most of the day listening to the radio when I was driving, crying, and spending as much time with my g/f in the hospital as I could.

I was in a Structural/Building Materials class in college!

That Prof said the Trade Centers were designed not to fall, and then we spent several classes later that semester analyzing why they did.

9-11

I remember this day pretty clearly.

I believe I was just starting my Freshman year in High school. We were sitting in 2nd period when our teacher made an announcement. A lot of people started crying, some didn't have much of a response.

When I first found out about this.. it was more of a shock to me. Almost like I didn't believe it.. like it was all a movie. As the day went on, every class turned into just watching the news. We never actually did any school work that day.

When I got home from school, my mom was crying...We sat down and talked. I had a lot of questions that needed to be answered, as I was very confused about terrorism, war, etc.

To this day, yes it's sad. But my motto is that "Everything happens for a reason". Someday we will figure out why this happened.











In Memory of those who died on 9-11, RIP.

I was up getting around for my morning walk when I heard the news!!

That walk that morning was all my friend and I could talk~WTC!

I will never forget!!