Personal Narrative: September 11th Attacks

It was a normal day in New York city. I was playing basketball with my friends in the park. When I went up for a dunk, and I got fouled and flipped around and snapped my leg. My friends were saying “get some help now.” While was setting down on the floor crying, holding my leg. When my friends called the ambulance for help.

"A plane just crashed right into one of the Twin Towers!" Someone yelled. People were screaming because they were on fire. Others were fleeing for their life, but all I could do was stare in awe at the smoking hole in one of the biggest towers in New York. September 11, 2001, one of the most devastating days for me, and for all of America.

The morning of 9/11 I wasn’t going to go to work because I had an allergy appointment,

It was a sunny day here in New Jersey, I was getting ready to go see the Twin towers memorial the next day."Julie! Come down here please we need to talk!"said my mother.

September 11, 2001 began as any ordinary day for Elvia Hogan as she left her home and headed for work. She recalled the sun shining and the sky a bright blue as she entered the counseling office at Hunter High School. As she approached her desk, she opened her computer to find the unbelievable image of an airplane in the top of one of the World Trade Center buildings. Phones were ringing, as the counselors began watching the news to follow what was happening when suddenly, a second plane flew into the neighboring tower.

The day September 11, 2001 stands out in the minds of all Americans, not only because it changed the course of history, but it affected the daily lives of America’s people. Whether they encountered the events first-hand in New York City, or they simply watched the iconic World Trade Center fall on television as the events unfolded, the assaults of 9/11 have left a permanent stain on the lives of America’s citizens. Individuals such as my father, Kurt M. Thomas, have vivid recollections of exactly where they were on the day of the attack. However, the retention of this event is not the only result of these events, for Dad’s experience as an American citizen who lived through the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks is one that reflects the pervasive apprehension that many Americans have towards the future of the United States and its relations with counties of the Middle East as a result of the fear experienced that day. His recollection expresses the nativist concern and fear for oneself and one’s nation that many Americans articulated throughout the course of history.

Chris murry 3rd and hes team of navys on may 5 2009 we was sent to pakanstan to kill osama ben liden. I came to the army because of 9/11. I wanted to be the one to take the leader of 9/11 down. So from 2002 to 2009 i was training. But that year i knew we was going to catch him. We was getting the helacoter ready for the mission and my sargent gave me two other people to go with me. We was on our way to pakastan. The helacoter put us 10 miles from the hide out. So we walked for 10 miles and there it was the hide out. There was a big wall and it was quiet. We clamed over the wall and was attacked. We hide behinde this big rock. And while my partners was distrating them i ran behind the hideout and clamed in the north windeo. Then i started to

Tuesday morning of September 11, 2001 was a day that no one will forget. I decided to write it out what happened to my family that very day in my mom’s perspective to make it easier to understand. My mom was in Pleasant Hill, CA and decided to skip that day of work because my older sister was sick. Madeleine, my eldest sister, was two at the time. Early in the morning a family friend of ours, Janet, called my mom asking if she saw what was happening. Janet said,” Jeanne the twin towers are on the ground, turn on the news!” My mom was so tired from staying up all night because of Madeleine that when she heard what happened she didn’t belive it. She quickly turned on the news and it replayed the airplanes hiting the twin towers and falling.

When 9/11/2001 occurred I was sitting in the lunch room at Good Year Elementary School in Brunswick Georgia eating lunch. My classmates and I was talking normally like we always did until one of the lunch monitors told us to be quiet. I didn’t know exactly what was going on at the time. I just knew something serious had just happened. One of my teachers told the class that a plane had hit the Twin Towers. The teachers then turn on the television as all of us watch not exactly understanding what had happen or what the cause of it was. I remember some of the teacher crying while others got on their cells phones trying to contract their families in New York City, but the lines was so busy. That whole day I remember just sitting in class watching

As kids, we were all warned about the basics. Call 911 for emergencies, tell an adult if someone touches you or even tell the teacher when someone says a bad word. But what happens when something happens to the last person you’d think it would happen to.. Yourself. Who could you actually turn to, and when the time struck, how would the words flow out to confess the crime done to you. Or even worse, would the words come out at all? “Can you tell me what happened exactly?” “It's okay to talk to us, we’re here to help you, not hurt you.” The words kept ringing in my head. But was it okay to talk to them? Speak of the unspeakable with people... people I didn't know, nor trust? Being so young I had no idea what was going on. As my heart was racing,

Jean the attack on the Pentagon and the World Trade Center did not happen on September 1, 2011, rather it was September 11, 2001. I clearly remember the day as I was able to see the smoke filled sky from my windows in New York City. Our televisions and radios were not working so most of us did not know what was going on. My husband was late for work because he was waiting for his brother; so they were both late which saved their lives as the train station they were supposed to get off on blew up at the time they were supposed to get there. He made it almost all the way to work when the trains stopped running and he had to walk for hours back home he called me crying as he saw people’s limbs, hands feet with shoes all over the street. Also

September 11, 2001 is the day four planes were hijacked and three crashed into important buildings, while the last crashed into a field. And today all the grief, devastation, great sacrifice, and total annihilation will be remembered throughout time as 9/11. To tell you everything would take forever, so instead I will tell you how my mother saw it. It was on a day we all know as 9/11, there was a house on Quimby Way in Sacramento, California. And in this house, my mother was going throughout her day as usual, which most likely involved laundry, dishes, and watching two children by the name of Alanna and Christopher, when she saw the news. “Is this really happening? This can’t be true! Was it an accident? Oh my god, both towers! What would ever make someone do that? This is terrible, why is it even happening in the first place? Why? Why?

September 11, 2001, changed me, I remember it was a Tuesday morning I put my sons Frank and Brandon on the school bus. I remember looking up at the sky thinking what a perfectly gorgeous weather day it was. The large fluffy white clouds made the shade of the blue sky even more deep and brilliant.

On this very exact date of September 11, 2001 I remember sitting in my first grade class at my desk. My teacher turned the news radio on and I remember hearing about the tragedy that was happening. At that time, I had no idea of what was really going on but I knew something was happening. As the day went on there were fewer and fewer kids in my class. Parents were coming and getting their kids earlier from school. Early dismissals throughout the whole day. At the end of the day you could say that there was only a hand full of kids in my class, including myself. Now as an adult I understand the panic of all parents and the reasons for all the early dismissals.

Have you ever been all the way to the top of the World Trade Center?Well I have and it was amazing!I was pretty scared because I'm afraid of heights,but when I got up to the top I forgot all about being scared.When I was going up in the elevator it showed a amazing virtual view of the buildings around the World Trade Center.