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 wtc and me
Posted by: John D from Brooklyn Ny
Sunday December 30, 2001 @ 09:54 PST

wtc was like my second home. after school me and my friends would always hang out in or around it. it was a cool place to be. i took the n/r train line every day jus so i could say " if sumthing were too happen to this place atleast i can say i was in it the day it happend". literaly. no lie. i thought it everymorning since i was a sophmore. i went to school less then a block away at the high school of economics and finance. we still havent been let back into our school yet. they said febuary first we will resume class's there. but nothing will be the same. in an instant every1 who attened hsef lives changed forever. the weirdest feeling in the world is having every one thinking your dead and you thinking every one elce is dead. if i had to relive that day one more time im not sure i wouldent act the same and say the same things i said that day. i tryed to save lives the only way i knew how and offered friends to stay at my house untill things were clear. two friends and i literaly ran the entire length of the brooklyn bridge. we hitchiked a ride to williamsburg on the b.q.e because we couldent walk any more. i offerd the man who drove us home 20 dollars , but he declined as a gentail man should. thank fully no one from my school nor my family died. but a piece of me went when the w t c went. and i can never get it back. i visited "ground zero" countless times, amoungst unsure of what they were seeing tourists, i felt close to home, though it wasnt as i rememberd it and i couldent touch it. i was home. taking that same n/r line to get to "ground zero" i cryed. i cryed when the train screeched between the city hall stop and the wtc stop. it was a sound you take for granted when you take that line every day, a sound you could do without at 7 in the morning, but now its a sound i cant listen too with out crying, knowing i once heard that twice a day, now barly hearing it at all. febuary 2002 i will be hearing that sound all over again, but this time i wont take it for granted, i will use the screech of the train as my own momorial and rememberance of where i once called home. .... im me at rattlesnakevy2j if you find it neccesary to talk to me. my name is john and i am a 17 year old senior at the high school of economics and finance located at 100 trinity place. thank you for reading this