Where were you?

[Zynx]

Post 9-11 stories here if you wish. Here's mine:

I was in my first period Spanish class when the attack happened though I didn't know about it at the time. In fact, I first heard about it at 9:17(I remember that time vividly) Central time in band class when I heard something about an explosion at the Pentagon from a conversation next to me in my Trombone section. I leaned over and said, "What are you talking about?". One of the two talking about it replied, "The World Trade Center has been hit by planes and the Pentagon was attacked too.".

The World Trade Center portion I believed, but the part about the Pentagon made me think it was just some wild rumor and that these idiots couldn't possibly have gotten the story right. Then at 9:45 I got a note that was sent from my mother dated at 8:30 saying that my dad, whose plane was going to Philadelphia on a business trip, had been turned around and was going to Toledo. I was relieved at first until at lunch time, the only time I got to watch a TV until I got home from school, when I saw that a plane had gone down near Pittsburgh on the bottom newsticker at the same time an image of NYC was being displayed showing me, for the first time that day, the carnage. The plane crash near Pittsburgh truly concerned me because even if it wasn't terrorist related and was just a mechanical problem, it happened to be very close to the return flight of my father's plane. Then, to make matters worse, rumors started of as many as 40 planes possibly hijacked and planes headed for the Sears tower among other things. One kid in my Algebra class said in serious voice "Maybe they will crash a plane into our school too." to which I said, "That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard.". To top off what was a very anxious day for me, the school never sent me the 2nd message from my mother that would have told me that my father's plane had landed safely in Toledo.

So, in short, I was probably one of the worst informed people in the world as to what was going on that day as I didn't get to watch any sustainable(more than two minutes) amount of news until 3 PM Central time.

[Gustave]

I was at school, and the teachers were the only ones who knew what happened. However, this was middle school, and they were under direct orders not to tell us what had happened. We became suspicious immediately when my 2nd block was called out into the hall, only to come back crying hysterically. She let us talk, she said she was too distressed to assign anything. Everyone was wondering what was going on.
Then the dismissals started. Over one quarter of my class was mysteriously dismissed over 2nd block, and the same thingf happened in 3rd block. My third block classroom, however, has a window overlooking the parking lot. There was a traffic jam, with frantic pa,ents rushing into the school. I pointed this out to all my friends. It was time to go to 4th block. We got in the room, and my teacher instructed us to sit and talk. Rumors were running rampant. The rumor that became dominant was there was a school shooting. I went to a ghetto middle school, so a gangfight was more likely than the other rumor, that we had been attacked. It was very frightening. When the intercom came on and simultaneously dismissed all 4 members, we instinctively knew something worse was around than a school shooting. My friend's dad had rushed out and picked us all up.
We stopped by the plant because another friend's mom was working there, and my friend ran inside to find her. We had been informed what had happened, and were either bewildered or sobbing uncontrollably. My friend ran out of the powerplant, explaining that his mom was in a meeting and he asked if he could stay at one of our houses. The driver then dropped all 4 of us off at my house, he had to go pick up his driver. Perhaps the thing that struck me most about that day was how frightened we were. We were going easily speeding by over 25mph in some spots, and so was everyone else on the road. Back at my house, we watched in horror as we figured out that this was not a joke. We had the next day off, but nobody was excited.

[CO_Eagle]

Well, I was in class, and I wasn't informed of it until we were all dismissed. When I was in the car however, I turned on the radio(Which is something I RARELY ever do, but I did that day) and I head about the news. There weren't many rumors, however many students rushed to their cars looking worried, and got me wondering....

[Kamon]

I was in social studies class around 10:00pm Before i arrived to the class i saw all these teachers weeping in the hall way. I then enter my social studies class and my social studies teacher was crying because she was happy. Her father left the building at 8:00pm so he left just in time. I saw it and then thought it was one of those prank things and then i figured out it was real. I was in total shock because i have been to the top of those buildings plenty of times. THe overhead projector turns on saying what happens and then we had a 5 minute moment of silence. I then enter technology and see my teacher on the phone. He gets off and then says that was my daughter who works at the twin towers. He said when she was walking to the buildings at 7:00am some stranger advised her to not go to work today. She decided to listen to the man and then this happens after 2 hours.

[Sektor]

When I first heard people talking about it, I thought it was just some wild rumor. But then around 10:00 AM It was announced on the overhead in my 9th grade Geometry class. Man, we were all silent through out the whole school. Nobody in the halls talked for a week and my teachers just sat on their desks and some cried too. The first day wasnt that emotionally effective because we were all in complete shock. I mean come on, the two tallest and well known buildings in the Americas just fell... A lot of people in my school knew people who died, it was a sad time.

[Tsukasa]

Class was normal, when school started. When the twin towers got bombed (or about that time) some dude came in and whispered that the twin towers got bombed, to the teacher. After that time, everybody from different classes started trickling out, and the people that were left wondered what happened. (the teachers never told us) At the end, only 4 people was left in class, and when i finally walked home, i found out. I was really lucky, because on that day, my dad was supposed to go work at a resteraunt (He's a chef) across the street from the twin towers. It was the first time he was going to work there, but the owner allowed him another day of vacation before he started working.

[Swordmasterdragoon]

It was in gradeschool 8th grade. before school around 7:45 to 7:55. and it was private school so my class was all in one room and a parent came and told my teacher about it and he turned the tv on right away and thats when the second plane hit the towers. I don't remember much else other than that.

[Jaggy]

I remember clearly that my mom woke me up for school and she said something about the US getting bombed and of course I was still half asleep so I was like what the hell and got up. And then I saw on TV what happened and they were showing the news on the TVs at school too. Everyone was like watching them in the hallways at recess and shit. Oh and my parents' friend phoned them at like 7 AM just to tell them about this. And of course, after that day, 9/11 was all over the freaking place.

[Destin_Faroda]

I found out before leaving for school. It was on the news I usually watch in the morning as well as a lot of the other channels. I saw what happened and before going to school like most of the people at the school. When I got there they where showing the news on the Televisions in the Cafateria. Most of the students there where looking at it. I went through class normaly but a lot of students left or didn't show up that day.

[Ghosty]

I was in school that day and all the teachers in our school were supposed to have gotten a small paper that had a short few sentences about what might have happened that the teachers were supposed to read to teh class, my class however was at the end of one of the halls and we didn't get the notice. So all day people all around me are talking about planes, and bombing, and crashing, and the WTC and the Pentagon and I don't understand a word they're saying because I was really preoccupied that day, I was having a really bad day. I ddin't learn until the end of the school day, and then I realized how bad this day really was and my problems were sortof minor. My school didn't do anything unusual like let us out early or give us extra days off, but the teachers lowered the homework a lot, I spent much of that week watching the news.