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phyrest0rm
Supreme tranceaddict

Registered: Mar 2002
Location: North Carolina
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I remember that day so well...
I had just gotten home from class, and as usual, i threw on the History Channel. My roommate came through the door and told me to switch to the news, so I started flipping in that direction, on my way there, I saw the same image over, and over, and over again. I yelled through the wall, "What the fuck is going on?"
He told me a plane crashed into the WTC. I said bullshit, what really happened.
He got up, came back through the door, looked me straight in the eyes and said it again. my jaw dropped to the floor. Right then, he pointed at the TV and asked.. "wtf is that?! Holy shit!"
I turned around to see the television, and saw the second plane crashing into the towers.
When I heard the flight information, I immediately grew more scared. My father was supposed to be taking a flight from Dulles to San Francisco that day. After hearing one of the flights had originated in Dulles, I broke down. I called my father's office scared about what I might hear. His secretary answered the phone, heard me crying, and told me right away that his flight never took off. I was beyond relieved.
The feeling of surrealism set in. I couldn't believe this had happened. No one could. After seeing movies and the effects that they can produce, I almost felt as if I was witnessing a movie. The reality of the situation never sat right.
Thanksgiving came around, and I went home to see my family for the first time since 9/11. We decided that over winter break we would go to NYC, as I hoped it would help supply me with some closure to the situation and friends that I lost.
Arriving there, the first thing I noticed in the taxi ride over to the hotel was the skyline... only something was missing... the WTC. It just didn't look right. it wasn't the NYC that I remembered. The surveillance platform had opened earlier that week, so my family and I stood in line for 5 hours to view the wreckage. As bad as this sounds, it still didn't hit me. Most of the wreckage had been lifted, and it looked like any other construction site. If you hadn't known then WTC had once stood there, you wouldn't have thought anything was wrong. Only a few pieces of steel sticking out of the ground amid a large hole in the ground.
A week later, my father went back for business, and took me along. We stayed in a hotel 2 buildings away from where the Trade Center used to stand. One night after he got home from work, we were in the elevator and a security guard was talking to us. He offered to take us up to the roof of the hotel to look down on the site.
The perception from above completely changed the view of the site. No longer did it look like a construction site. It finally hit me... The WTC used to stand here... All the wreckage below that wasn't visible from the streetside platform stuck out.
Unfortunately, closure is still a long way off.
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Sep-07-2002 03:47
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Fir3start3r
Armin Acolyte

Registered: Oct 2001
Location: Toronto, ON, Canada
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It will definately be a day that will forever be etched into my mind.
I was working in a technical call center @ Nortel in Brampton with about 70 others when it happened.
I ran over to one of the larger meeting rooms only to find it packed with people staring in disbelief.
What I saw on TV gave me the most gravest and sickest feeling in the pit of my stomach that I've ever felt.
A flash of thoughts went racing through my head.
What does this mean? Is more to come? Who could do such a thing?
Then I got a call from security about an hour later. My wife was here.
I walked over in a daze, thinking about what I was going to tell my wife to comfort her. What could I tell her? I was still trying to wrap my mind around what I was watching; my mind was blank.
Finally I got to the door and met her outside. She burst into tears and I held for what felt like eternity, crying. I had never felt so insignificant in my life. I felt anger, betrayal and sorrow all at the same time.
"Are we at war?" my wife asks.
"I'm not sure with who..." I replied, trailing off, searching for hope in my own voice.
And that was the scarist part for me. WHO???
Never has a question mark held me as captive as that moment.
The question on my mind now is, will it ever truely end?
Will I ever see a time where people will get along?
High hopes maybe, but I start with myself.
If I make a change even to one person's day, I've made a change and that's the best I can do.
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"...End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path...one that we all must take.
The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all change to silver glass...and then you see it...
...white shores...and beyond...the far green country under a swift sunrise."
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Sep-07-2002 04:19
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ali92
Supreme tranceaddict

Registered: Dec 2001
Location: Fishtown, Philadelphia
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Earlier that morning, I was browsing one of my PS1 CD's directories looking for movies/XA Audio (with Game Enhancer 9, which can be bought at http://www.baysoftgames.com/ , if ur interested) and at around 09:00 (after plane 1 hit WTC), I was SHOCKED! I thought that it was some joke from Jay Leno or something or a movie but NO, IT WAS REAL. I flipped to every channel and that's all I saw. I grew EXTREMELY scared by the time the 2nd plane and the Pentagon were hit, ESPECIALLY after the SE Pittsburgh place crash! Remember: I'm in Philadelphia, which is just a 2 hour drive from NYC, and a 5 hour drive from DC and Pittsburgh. I thought that before the day was over SOMETHING was going to happen to us. After all, being SO close to all this sends chills down your spine! After the attacks, I didn't sleep for a few DAYS and I was wondering if any of my family's friends who lived in NYC was working at the WTC. Something that REALLY angered me at that point was when the Palistinians were shouting "ALLAHU AKBAR, ALLAHU AKBAR!" (God is Great) Who could say such a thing after that happens? [I'll post more later...]
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Sep-07-2002 05:34
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Arbiter
Naked Power Organ

Registered: May 2002
Location:
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By the time I woke up, everything was pretty much over with. When I finally woke up, my roommate, who is from Pakistan, semi-cheerfully informed me of what had happened. I had already slept through my classes, so, not knowing wtf he was talking about, I went back to sleep and woke up at 8:00 PM ish at which point I finally realized what had actually occurred. Needless to say, I was stunned.
Maybe I'm the only person who feels this way, but a year later, I think it's time to move on. It's kind of one of those situations where you kind of put something someone has done/is doing out of your mind because you don't want to encourage them by giving them the attention they crave. This may seem harsh to the people who died and their loved ones, but a lot more than 3000 people died that same day from totally unrelated causes and I feel like all those people's lives are being treated like not as big of a loss as the people who diead at the WTC, which cannot be rationally justified.
I'm not saying we should forget them or what happened, but we should do everything exactly as we we would do if it never happened, because if we don't, then the terrorists have truly accomplished their mission.
Arbiter
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Sep-07-2002 06:21
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DJ-Ande
Trance Addict

Registered: Jan 2002
Location: Darlington, England
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Sep-07-2002 09:35
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