nine eleven
i still remember it was my third semester at college in chicago. while walking to class that morning around 8-ish, too many people were on the streets even for rush hour, and things looked alittle odd, but nothing registered to us sleepyheads. when we reached school just before 9am when classes would start, everyone was told to head back home or back to our dorms, without any reasons given directly. the mood became very tense and everyone was talking in whispers. we sort of got a murky picture of the reason we were told to evacuate the school building a little while later, and when we coolly walked out of the building, the situation of starkly clear. the street was empty, except for some cops and security guys. no cars. no morning traffic. no one rushing to their offices. empty. all everything was closed or was closing. the remaining few people on the streets were walking very quickly to wherever their homes were.
the dorms were in chaos. some people were crying, some huddling together, there were prayer groups in session, counsellors were busy, the rest of us were glued to the tv, my friends decided that my room was the cosiest to be in (it was this or because they did not have a tv in their own rooms). my parents separately left 6 frantic voice messages in my dorm phone, when they couldn't get me on my cell because i had turned it off for class and forgotten to turn it back on. they had got the news even before i managed to get back to my room. got phone call from tc who lived close enough to the wtc towers to have witnessed the crash, the smoke, the chaos, it was so bad that some of his neighbors across the street were refugees in his apt building.
people were going crazy in the dorms after it was reported that sears towers was a designated target, since it was only right behind our dorm building.
http://attacked911.tripod.com/
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