I picked the worst day to be home sick with a cold. I will never forget the horrible fear I felt on Sept. 11, and the fact that I was home alone to watch the horror as it unfolded will leave a scar forever. I had just logged on to my computer to check my email and make sure no one needed me at work. I called my mom for my Dr.’s phone number to make a Dr. appointment because I wasn’t kicking my cold.

She said, “KC turn on the news, a plane hit the World Trade Center.” She works in a Travel Agency and heard it as it happened on her way to work while listening to the news. I turned on the TV right as the second tower was hit. I remember when they announced that the tower had fallen, I don’t think they knew exactly what we were witnessing, or they were just in shock. I watched the news for hours just in a trance. When I went to my Dr. is when it really hit me. I was listening to a radio station where a woman came on in a panic. Her son lived very near the world trade center and was on the phone with her. He described to her how he was watching people jumping from the buildings on fire. Then the line went dead and she had not heard from him.

I called my mom in tears, I could barely breathe. She yelled at me and told me I was totally overreacting and to grow up. I went home and visited my neighbor Lorraine who is from NY. I just asked her if she was ok, she said she was and then I went home I took my medicine and attempted to sleep. For the next week I didn’t sleep at all, all I did was watch the news, all night long. It was the worst DAY, week of my life.