My account of September 11, 2001

 

      It was a Tuesday like every other Tuesday.  I awoke and got ready for college, which began at 11:00AM.  The only news I would have heard was from when my alarm clock woke me, but I heard nothing.  Around 5 minutes till 10:00AM I received a call from my father telling me two planes had ran into the World Trade Towers and a plane hit the Pentagon.  At first I told him “No way,” he told me maybe I should turn on the TV and check to see if my boyfriend was ok.

        At first it was just too odd for me to really comprehend what was going on and I knew I had to leave for school.  I called my boyfriend’s work number and there was his voice mail, my message was basically please call me to let me know you are ok.  I began on my 45-minute drive to college during this time I was trying to convince myself that my boyfriend was ok that he wasn’t in the Pentagon at the time of the crash.  My mind was racing of what to do.  Part of me wanted to drive pass my college and just head for his house to be there when he got home.  The reasonable side of my mind said that roads might be closed and I would just end up stuck in traffic and lost.  Thank God for our reasonable side.

        By the time I reached my classroom I could not contain my worries and broke down into tears thinking he could have been killed or injured.  I became frantic and was calmed by my professor as a fellow classmate just realized that Pentagon was hit where he father and boyfriend was working at the time.

        They closed my college so I didn’t have to attend any classes that day and I continued trying to get a hold of my boyfriend or his mother.  The phone lines were tied up and I couldn’t get through to either of them.  Arriving home I found my father there and told me there was a message for me.  It’s weird thinking back after the fact… hearing all those other messages left on machines all around the US and just to think mine was one of the lucky ones.

He told me he was ok.

        I was so relieved to hear the news but still very emotional I waited to actually talk to him.  To personally know he was ok.  To hear his voice saying to me everything was ok.  Instead I waited and watched the horror on the TV.  There was a knock at my door and it was my neighbor stopping by to make sure I was ok, knowing my boyfriend works at the Pentagon.  I let her know he had left me a message.

        Around 6 or so (time blurred after getting home) I got a call from him.  Oh I was so happy to hear his voice and wish I could have been down there to hold him.

        It wasn’t till Thursday of that week till I could go see him.  I didn’t tell him I was coming down and surprised him with my visit.  It was nice to be in his arms again.  To know he was safe.  I felt it even brought us closer knowing how you might not be able even say hello to someone you love.  I truly feel for all those that have lost someone on September 11th and I know our country will never be the same.

 

 

Please don’t forget to cherish those that are close to you or even strangers you encounter daily.

We are all here for a short time and in our hearts we are all Americans.

GOD BLESS US ALL

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My classmate’s father and boyfriend make it out ok and another classmate’s boyfriend was injured and lost several co-workers.