hi my name is Roy Ramirez. on 9/11 I was just 17years old. I was completely missed guide in life since my father wasn’t around as he was living in Puerto Rico, my mother a deaf woman tried everything she could to raise me, wich left only the street of the bronx to raise me. I told my mother I wanted to go live with my father in Puerto Rico. the morning of 9/11 my mother and girlfriend at time took me to Kennedy airport. I said my goodbyes and cried like a baby, I belive I bored the plane around 8am-8:30 and took off, as I was on the air I notice one of the flight attendant was walking real fast down the aisle with a concern face that I will never forget, I didnt pay much mind since I was thinking of leaving nyc. when I arrived at luiz munoz marie airport in Puerto Rico theres was people all over the place mind you im 17 so im not really paying attention to anyone I was just trying to get to my grandmothers house before my father comes to pick me up. at the airport I kept hearing this man saying everyone has to ho back!!! there are no planes leaving!!!! all flights haven cancel!! as I hot closer to this man a woman approached him and asked “whats going on?” he replied “uvo un ataque en los estados unidos” (there was an attack on the United states) again I didnt think much off since at that age I always saw America as a place thats always at war and always win. finally I get out of the airport and noticed that all the cabs had 3-4 passengers, so I cab pulled with two others .I arrived at my grandmothers house and she ran out the house and gave me the biggest hug and said “omg!are you ok! did anything happened?!?!” I said no im fine with a smile on my face. my cousin goes “yo come look at the news” when I walked in the house and saw the twin towers I got chills, my stomach was turn and I ended up puking at this moment I stated to think of everyone I know that worked on the area and then I started to think of all the people working on the bulding, people in the plane my mind went on so many different direction.