This Heart Will Start A Riot In Me

I am just a simple girl. I am just me.
Sep 12 ’11

Where were you when the world stopped turning?

I remember exactly what I did on 9/11/01. I was 20 yrs old. I had woken up earlier than normal that day. My work shift didnt start until 2pm yet I was awake before the second plane crashed into the towers. My cat Lacey was just maybe 3 months old who wanted to play. I turned on the television to see that the first tower was on fire and to be told a plane had crashed into it.  A friggin plane!

My first thought was ok, someone lost course and it was an accident. I ran to my mom’s bedroom to wake her up. She didnt believe me that one of the trade center towers was on fire. I ran back to the living room to watch the tv when it showed live coverage of the second plane hitting the second tower. That’s when the phone rang and my mom’s hospital she worked for called to tell her she was on high alert to be called into work if needed.

She got up and watched the tv with me. There were people jumping to their deaths and paper/debris flying everywhere. Then we watched the second tower collapse first. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was in shock. My heart was hurt. The words terrorist attack came from some announcer’s mouth. How and why would someone do that to thousands of innocent people?

The second tower fell. I started crying. I somehow managed to drive into work which surprisingly stayed opened. I was shocked. Something like this I would have assumed a grocery store would close but not mine. People came in as if nothing had happened. Like they wanted to block out what had happened but knew they couldn’t. My co-workers and I couldn’t stop talking about the attacks. It was terrible. All I wanted to do was to be home. I was scared. Could this happen anywhere?

Yeah, I remember that day well. I think seeing those images on the tv will be forever etched in my memory. I pray for all of the victims’ families. So much was lost.  I also pray for the continued strength of our country. And to the passengers of Flight 93 families. There were heroes on that plane who died saving others so that the plane couldn’t hurt anyone else. They had courage.

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