I felt almost certain no one cared or that there was no site for this stuff. The Monday before (Sept. 10) was a beautiful day. I was in school studying for tests, doing my normal everyday routine. But Tuesday, was a whole new story. I remember my first class was like all others. We were reviewing for a test and going over homework. 2nd period started like always, half way through we got a message on the intercom. A plane had crashed into one of the WTC towers and another into the Pentagon. From there I didn’t have a single class for the rest of the week. Everyone was in the gym or in the auditorium.
My 3rd period class was gym. Our teacher didn’t require us to “change-up” as usual. Instead he plugged in his tv to the channel and I sat in front of it watching history happen. Not only did I not understand but I had to keep calm because all my friends were crying, I didn’t have time to cry. I had to take care of them.
So I sat there watching. Suddenly a tower collapsed. I thought it was the first one but in all actuality it was the 2nd tower collapsing. It is something I never wish upon my worst enemy to see. Tons of people jumping, screaming, running for their lives. A fireman priest praying killed at the site. All I know I was thinking was, HOW COULD ANYONE DO THIS? Who could be so cold hearted?
I was scared. I felt vulnerable. I still do. Knowing something like that could happen anywhere at ANY time scared me.
Now I look at the world in a whole new perspective and I respect the police and firemen way more than I ever did before. Knowing their job is way more scary than I ever imagined.
I wish the best of luck to all the families of those who perished on 9/11/01! May my thoughts, wishes, and prayers be with you!