September 11, 2001
There are moments in time where we all remember what we were doing when we found out. Where were you? How did you find out? How much did it affect you, if at all? Is there anything else you want to say about it?
I was a senior in High School, school started at 7:05am, and first period I had photography, second period I had English, that class got out at 9:05, and it was at 8:46 a.m. – American Flight 11 from Boston crashed into the North Tower at the World Trade Center. I remember being in class and someone running into the room saying to turn on the TV, then the bell rang and it was “nutrition”. I remember walking into my history teacher’s room, Mitchell: and watching the news. I remember calling Patrick, who at the time was my boyfriend, and he was scared because he told me if they declare war he might be called in because of his air training. I remember the whole day going by so slow and every classroom had the TV on, I don’t think there was much teaching going on that day, everyone just being in shock and we all couldn’t believe what we had saw. Patrick picked me up from school, and we just “hung out” for the rest of the day, I remember crying for those brave men and women and for their families. I didn’t know anyone personally, but my heart broke for each and everyone of them. Everytime I see something on the news, or a movie, I cry.