“Hey mom, I think something’s wrong”

Date Submitted: 09/04/2002
Author Info: Megan (Medinah, IL - USA) 
Occupation: Student
Lived in NY on 9.11.01?: No
Knew someone who perished?: No

School for me starts when i wake up. In other words i like to over sleep. On 9-11 there was no exception to this at all. usually me and my mom watch good morning america together and eat breakfest but since sophmore year started i just couldn’t get up and out the door. That morning I crawled out of my bed and into the livingroom while i waited for my mom to get out of the bathroom. We share a bathroom so mornings can get interesting. Anyway I was half asleep staring at good morning america when i started flipping channels during a commercial, i turned to channel 5 to see this tower with smoke comming out of the side, assuming someone was drunk behind the steering wheel i keep changing channels, but now i noticed it was on all the new channels. I walked over to the bathroom door and tapped on it and said, “hey mom, i thing somethings wrong.” she appeared from behind the door and squinted at the tv screen from across the room. Once she saw what was on it she walked into the room and sat down. At this point nobody new anything about what was going on so i just took my shower and went to school…in a hurry of course being that i was already late. The day was every bit normal except the rumors that planes had hit biuldings and the pentagon. there wasn’t much talk about it. Even if there was talk a teacher would quickly silent us, probably fearing we’d start a panic. By lunch gossip was everywhere and then i got one of those slips from a lunch lady saying come down to the office immediatly. All the way down the hall i recounted my day trying to think if there was anything i did wrong but i just couldnt come up with anything. i took a seat in the office and then my mother walked into the school. she signed me out and we walked to the car in silence. by this time it was about 11:30am. Once in the car she gave me details about what happened. We live right by O’hare airport and because its one of the biggest in the country she feared there might be an attack there too. Not knowing what might happen, me, my mom and my brother packed overnight bags and went to my aunts house in St.Charles which is about 2 hours from O’hare. My dad met us there after work and we all had dinner glued to the tv. we returned the next day and returned to are daily schedules. it was weird how such a horrible thing only effected one day in my life and for other people it probably still effects them. I felt so left out. Like i was Numb to everything other people were feeling.I hear about how bad people felt and all i could think was how is flight 93 any different from other plane crashs. What i realized was is that it wasn’t an individual plane or a accident it was an attack on this country , on my people, and that made it personal for every person who calls themselves an american. – “We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another. ” I think i finally understand what America stands for.


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