
September 11, 2001. Woke up at 8:30am to get ready for my 9:40am class. A little after 9, my suitemate runs into my room, telling me to turn on my TV because two planes just crashed into the World Trade Center. So I switched on the TV, and there were the two towers of the WTC, with smoke billowing out of them. Such a strange sight. Silly me, I just thought some planes had randomly had some mechanical failures...terrorism never crossed my mind. My classes are finally over at 12:20pm, and so I walk back to my room, curious to find out more about this plane crash. I get into my suite and everyone's TVs are blaring, talking about how the Pentagon was hit, another plane went down in Pennsylvania, and both towers of the WTC collapsed. I just stood there in front of the TV, my mouth hanging open in disbelief.
- Erin's reaction right after the attack (Note: I was a tad bit angry when I wrote this. It's to be expected, I guess.)
- Erin's reaction about nine months after the attack