13 years ago.

ColieAnn31

Where were you 13 years ago?

It would be great if the June 13 board could have an hour of silence starting at 8:52 central time to honor those who lost their lives and the families that were impacted.

I'm sending love to all of you today.

ColieAnn31

I remember that day like it was yesterday. I was in my 5th grade science class and they had turned the tv on. Everyone was so silent. Classes had basically stopped after that and the tv was on the whole day. I remember being in my history class later in the day and my tv was sobbing. I'll never forget.

RedCherry1109

Heading to school and heard it on the radio. When we got to school, we spent all day watching it on the news.

ConnieRob

Sleeping. I worked a late shift back then and didn't get off work until 11pm. I usually slept until 9 or 10am pacific time. By the time I woke up that morning both towers had fallen. I remember turning on the tv and seeing the Today program still on. I saw the pictures if smoke pouring from the first tower. I started yelling to my (now ex) husband "they hit the towers!!!" And then watching them fall and just screaming at him to get up. I remember the utter panic I felt when I realized that my cousin was at the Pentagon that day. He's a chaplain for the Army. It was the next morning before we were able to make contact with him. Even today, looking back, I can't help but cry. I think I always will.

ColieAnn31

@subliminalrabbit‌ are these pictures you took?

riansmommie

Normally this topic doesn't get me all emotional and crying but for some reason it's really hard to deal with it today. I'm literally in tears reading these stories. Huge hugs to all of those here that were personally effected by this tragic event.

I was a freshman in HS and was still sleeping (west coaster) when my mom
came into my room and told me I needed to get up right now to watch the news. I remember asking her why and she told me the twin towers were hit and I had no idea what she was talking about. A few minutes later I still wasn't up and she yelled at me down the hall so I figured I better just get up. As I walked around the corner into my front room I watched the second plane hit and it was so surreal to me. I had to go to school and i was totally freaked out walking to my bus because planes were flying so low. At school we were all told to stay in our home rooms for the day and we watched the news. Later that evening we went to church for a gathering to pray for the event and that's when it all caught up to me. I remember just breaking down and crying.

itsStackie

In high school changing in the locker room. I couldn't hear the announcement on the PA system, but I found out when the bell rang and the halls were flooded with people crying.

bel194

I was in second grade, watching cartoons while waiting for my dad to wake up and bring me to school. We must have been running late based on the time it happened. My dad ran out into the living room and changed the channel. Then when I got to school my teacher was crying. It's weird to think about it now because at the time I was only 7 and had no idea about what was really happening.

nikel13

I was a freshman in first period when it all started.  It was chemistry.  The teachers weren't supposed to say anything, but TVs got turned on right away.  I then went to Algebra, where the teacher let me use the phone.  My grandparents were touring the north eastern part of the country.  They were supposed to be in the towers touring them that morning.  I called my dad to see if he had heard from them.  God blessed us that day by making my grandparents stay longer at an Amish town and didn't even know that anything was happening.

LaBellaVida

I was driving to high school and I heard it on the radio. I wasn't 100% sure what was really going on. I was thinking "is this real? " I got to school, went to class and the morning announcements came on and they announced what had happened. They brought TV's into the class and we watched the news.

megaroo64

I was a sophomore in college.  I remember seeing one of the planes hit on a TV in the student union when I was walking to class.  There was no sound on the TV, so I didn't get any of the commentary, and I immediately thought that it was just a terrible terrible accident.  When I got to class, our instructor was crying and watching the TV.  We learned no Spanish that day. 

Our campus was locked down about an hour later.  We all had to go back to our dorms.  I was going to school in Ohio, but we were really close to a nuclear power plant so I guess there was some concern.  Actually, the whole city shut down.  It was very eerie. 

My aunt is a producer for CBS and was in NYC at the time.  I remember we were all waiting to hear from her.  She didn't get word to us that she was alright until later in the evening.  But she wasn't able to leave her office for 3 days.

lioness13

I lost my job a few days before labor day but had a plane ticket to go home to NY with my boyfriend (now DH) who I had started dating a few months prior.  I was in NY for a few days and had a ticket  to return to ATL on 9/4 but tried to change my ticket to leave on 9/11. Thankfully I wasn't able to change it because of some random thing that my mom was doing on 9/11 and wouldn't be able to take me to the airport. I decided to just leave as planned. So on 9/11 I was unemployed and asleep at my boyfriend's apartment when his phone rang and woke us up. One of our friends called yelling at us to turn on the TV. We saw the second tower hit live on air and watched the towers fall. I will never forget how the news anchor said, "There are no more twin towers." I was in shock. We sat and watched TV all day. My aunt and many friends were in the trade center buildings. I remember crying so hard I felt sick. I tried to call friends and family asking if they knew who got out. Everyone I knew did not get out. I always feel sad around this time of year.

This morning my DH flew to DC and I feel like I held my breath until he called to say he landed safely.

This is how my aunt, Daphne Carlisle got out:  https://www.nydailynews.com/new-york/firefighter-girard-owens-barely-survives-9-11-terrorist-attacks-lives-america-shining-sea-article-1.1155118

needanustart

Working the polls in NYC. No cell phones worked and I couldn't get ahold of my friends or family and they didn't know where I was. I walked back to the dorms in midtown and it was like walking through a sea of zombies covered in plaster dust. DH and I stayed in his dorm room watching the news and trying to account for all of our classmates and friends. We lost a couple of classmates. I still get a little nauseated thinking of that day and the few days after. It's kind of hazy and I blocked out some of the parts of the day.

needanustart

@subliminalrabbit‌ do you remember all the Blackhawks circling so low? Or the awful smell for a week after? Those are the most vivid parts of the day. Oh and the soldiers with Uzis on every corner. I couldn't be alone for weeks.

phishgirl29

I was a junior in college about 45 minutes north of the city.  I was actually at the campus gym (where the Knicks used to train) and we were finding out about it along with 5 NBA players.  My sister was in the city driving to college and made it out of the city before it was shut down.  My uncles were missing for 2 hours but we located them thankfully.  I actually spent most of the day at hospital donating blood and helping the Red Cross organize donated food for the the volunteers at ground zero.  I've since taught numerous students who lost parents along with many HS friends who lost family members.  Just a crazy day.  I'll never forget how the city spelt in the aftermath.