The Big, Box TVs
Date Submitted: 2/29/2016
I was 3 years old when 9/11 occurred. I was at preschool. I only have a couple of young, blurry memories from my years at the school but this is one of them. The teachers sat us all down and I don't remember if they said anything, I just remember them rolling in the big, box TVs of the era. They turned on the news and there was smoke and a building falling and I didn't understand what was happening. My mom came to pick me up early and she was crying. She told me that some bad people had knocked the building down and a lot of people had died. "Who would knock a building down?" "Did we know anyone who died?" "Why are you crying so much?" My biggest memory of the day was just the overwhelming sensation of not understanding.
Then it was revealed that Tower 1 was collapsing. I put my hand over my mouth and just stood there. I couldn't move. After the 2nd tower collapsed, I remember foolishly thinking/convincing myself that those in Tower 2 had time to get out...
Stacey (story excerpt)