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I am watching Saturday Night Live and its the episode that was done right after 9/11. Watching the cast struggle through the episode brings back that day to me... its always in my mind.
Its weird how something that did not directly affect me can still have such an effect on me.
I remember everything about that day. Play Production class had just ended and it was passing time... IRT was about to start. The only thing I had been thinking about that day was the audition I had just done in class and how I had All-State rehersal that night. As I was talking to friends, Brittany came into the room and said a plane hit the World Trade Center and to turn on the TV. I remember we turned it on right about the time the second plane hit and we just watched in shock. Mrs. Rajchel kept the tv on and we all just sat around and watched the television. Just when I thought it couldn't get worse a plane hit the Pentagon and then the last one crashed in the field, apperently on the way to the White House. We watched the TV during choir also.. and I remember there were people talking... and Peggy yelled at them to shut up. I think they were just talking because they couldnt stand to watch the television anymore. My last class of the day was Government and of course we watched the television in there. I remember my friend Anthony tried to get ahold of his family who still lived in New York all day. They cancelled all after school activities.. the television was scary to watch because at times there were 4 differnt split screens and it was so horrible to take in. I was wearing a 3/4 lenth pink and white flowery shirt from The Limited that I never wore again... I guess I always associated it with that day.
After school Kyle drove me home. We got food at Long John Silvers. We had never gone there together before, and we never went to eat there together after 9/11. Every single person we saw kept talking about what was happening. We went to my house and sat on the couch where we just watched the tv with my family. Eventually he decided to go home.. but I never watched anything else on the television that day.... just the news. I don't suppose they were showing anything else.
The weeks afterward were the worst... everytime I turned on the TV I saw people holding up pictures, searching for their missing family members, the stories of people'e last phone calls with their loved ones, and too much to mention
Whatever I write now will never convey how I felt and how I still feel about that day.
I just hate how we turned it into some cheesy "wear an american flag" thing and it was quickly forgotten. And I hate how those of us who oppose the war are considered anti-patriotic. I still want to cry thinking about that day and I do support our troops. I hate that I have to defend that. I went through that day just like everyone else did.
Oh well... I think this day is somethign we should all remember.. and not just on its anniversary. I think we have forgotten how we felt.. and we need to be reminded of how it affected us all.
Its weird how something that did not directly affect me can still have such an effect on me.
I remember everything about that day. Play Production class had just ended and it was passing time... IRT was about to start. The only thing I had been thinking about that day was the audition I had just done in class and how I had All-State rehersal that night. As I was talking to friends, Brittany came into the room and said a plane hit the World Trade Center and to turn on the TV. I remember we turned it on right about the time the second plane hit and we just watched in shock. Mrs. Rajchel kept the tv on and we all just sat around and watched the television. Just when I thought it couldn't get worse a plane hit the Pentagon and then the last one crashed in the field, apperently on the way to the White House. We watched the TV during choir also.. and I remember there were people talking... and Peggy yelled at them to shut up. I think they were just talking because they couldnt stand to watch the television anymore. My last class of the day was Government and of course we watched the television in there. I remember my friend Anthony tried to get ahold of his family who still lived in New York all day. They cancelled all after school activities.. the television was scary to watch because at times there were 4 differnt split screens and it was so horrible to take in. I was wearing a 3/4 lenth pink and white flowery shirt from The Limited that I never wore again... I guess I always associated it with that day.
After school Kyle drove me home. We got food at Long John Silvers. We had never gone there together before, and we never went to eat there together after 9/11. Every single person we saw kept talking about what was happening. We went to my house and sat on the couch where we just watched the tv with my family. Eventually he decided to go home.. but I never watched anything else on the television that day.... just the news. I don't suppose they were showing anything else.
The weeks afterward were the worst... everytime I turned on the TV I saw people holding up pictures, searching for their missing family members, the stories of people'e last phone calls with their loved ones, and too much to mention
Whatever I write now will never convey how I felt and how I still feel about that day.
I just hate how we turned it into some cheesy "wear an american flag" thing and it was quickly forgotten. And I hate how those of us who oppose the war are considered anti-patriotic. I still want to cry thinking about that day and I do support our troops. I hate that I have to defend that. I went through that day just like everyone else did.
Oh well... I think this day is somethign we should all remember.. and not just on its anniversary. I think we have forgotten how we felt.. and we need to be reminded of how it affected us all.