Date Submitted: 11/10/2017
I was only 5 years old living in San Diego, CA with my single mother and grand parents. It was 5 in the morning and I was still asleep in my motherâ€™s bed when my grandmother came in and told my mom to turn the TV on. Throughout the day I could tell that something was wrong but was confused as to what it was. Time went by and a year later my mom gave me a childrenâ€™s book titled â€śSeptember 12th, We Knew Everything Would Be Alrightâ€ť that explained the event in a kid-friendly way. I am 22 now and a student at CU Boulder. I recently visited the 9/11 memorial in NYC to get a better understanding of this day. It was the most surreal, heartbreaking thing I have ever experienced.
I stood there feeling bad about whoever was in the plane or helicopter, but not feeling anything ominous... THEN... I see it... It was almost like slow motion but it was moving so fast... So low... You didn’t have time to gasp... It hit the second tower and disappeared, and suddenly the biggest fireball I have ever seen in my life just shoots wide and high into an ocean blue sky... Whoever wasn’t stunned on the train suddenly screamed as everyone ran to the windows...
Brian (story excerpt)