Wednesday, November 2, 2011

The Day it Happened...

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911.2011 > 12 years old > Home (watching news on TV) > Didn't go to school, because parents felt it best that I stay there > Remember the "Jumpers" by the anchor woman's voice, which cracked in shock > Repetition of first video, of footage on the ground > Footage/security tapes recovered by nearby building which caught the first plane crashing into the first tower > Switch of language from first tower crash "being an accident", to the second plane collision being "an attack/ terrorism" > No commercials were playing throughout the event > Frantic anchors trying to explain what was happening > The giant plume of smoke that escaped once the towers fell, chasing the bystanders away from the site in a thick veil of gray > Father was in the police force at that time, so was called in early > Mother had to go to work, and continued to watch the event on a minature television that the bank tellers kept, repeatedly stopping to watch, because spending a few minutes working, only to return to the television when they got a chance > Amber, my sister, was stationted in San Diego in the Navy, at this time, and we couldn't get ahold of her for she was driving to the base for training, but all of the bases were on emergency shutdown, and she was caught in traffic so didn't have any idea what was happening, and we were frantic because we couldn't get ahold of her through any means > throughout the day they continued showing the same footage, and the same reports went out on the radios > Afterwards, all the media began to change- people were on high alert, but lost in where to go or who to blame > chaos came and went, and throughout the week more cases and more theories sprouted as to why, who, and if it would happen again.

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