I was on my way to work and at a drive through bank teller picking up a deposit bag. I turned on my radio and was hearing what seemed to be some commotion from the DJs. I asked the teller if she knew what was happening, and she said she was unsure that they were trying to figure it out. I drove away and then heard the female DJ say "Oh my God! A second plane has hit!" I pulled my car to the side of the road and called my mom and asked her what was happening!? She said "Oh it is so horrible!" and proceeded to tell me what was happening. I was a ball of confused emotions ... fear, shock, sadness. And then it took a while to know what was really happening! And then the pentagon, plane headed toward the White House .... it was awful! I will never forget.<br />
My heart and thoughts are with the families and victims of this tragic event, as we honor those who have passed this Memorial Day!
I was 11. Mom told me that some building in America got bombed and lots of people were killed. I felt bad.
"What the ****? How did this happen?"
I was 9 years old playing cricket, really enjoyed it like a show on the tv
I stood in front of the tv in shock, then saw the second plane hit - live. Cried when I saw people jump to their deaths, screamed when the towers fell, knowing that unknown numbers of people were dying. Cried some more, at the tragedy, the sadness, the LOSS of so much, all at once. May God give those people wings in Heaven, and their families comfort. Amen... :'(
I was in third grade. I was too young to understand fully.
I was satisfied I had my "thirty-minute" pack ready in barn in case I needed to start fighting them.
I didn't even know it happened until two days later.<br />
I didn't do anything.
idk i was like 6