So where were you - When you heard about wtc bombings?

[PollyannaFlower46]

I had woken up early so I could vote in the primary before class, and had the Today show on when the first plane hit. I remember thinking to myself what an idiot the pilot must've been to hit the Trade Center like that, and then went to take a shower, but put on the news channel instead of music. I remember pilots and witnesses calling up to confirm the fact that it was most likely a small prop plane and how it was not an unusual flight path and yadda yadda. So I'm getting dressed now, and the second plane hits, and my heart sunk....but I'm still not thinking straight. So I call my school which is RIGHT by where the WTC was and ask if there are classes, etc, and then called work to tell them that I'd be a bit late since I figured there would be traffic downtown (I work on Wall Street). And then the first tower fell, and I remember just being home alone with no one around and knowing that my friends were in there somewhere.....and I sat and cried....

I called my friend at work and asked her if she was okay, and she told me when she got out of the subway that day, there were papers flying on Wall Street and she thought it was a ticker tape parade, and she told me she didn't know what was going on and that she'd call me later. And then the second tower fell and I was still alone in my house feeling more alone than I've ever felt before, I don't even remember when the Pentagon got hit in the sequence of things, but I remember feeling as if the world was about to end. I remember my brother coming home and having to snap me into some sense of functioning and then I ran out to the store and bought close to $300 in groceries because I didn't know and I was scared....

As much as I'll never forget watching what happened on tv, what affects me even more is the smell my first day back in Manhattan. I remember walking from work to school and seeing the ruins....in a trance, I walked past the police on Broadway and walked up to Church Street right to where the WTC used to be and I started shaking and crying, a cop found me and thankfully realized I had walked there not to be an asshole, but just because I was in a daze and took care of me and walked me to school. I don't know what would've happened to me had that not been the cop that i dealt with.

I don't even know if I made any sense with anything I posted, but oh well.