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I had been out of training for about a week and I was laying in bed at my parents house. My mom came in the bedroom and turned on my TV and just sat at the foot of my bed for a couple minutes. When I was awake enough to see the tower on fire I asked her what happened. She said a plane crashed into the building. I remember feeling scared for NYC as the news showed some people leaping to their death. I remember my mom started crying when the second plane hit the towers. I tried to comfort her before getting out of bed to get into my BDUs so I could report to the Armory.

I made it to the Armory shortly before my commanding officer arrived. We went inside and checked each room of the building for people, explosives or anything unusual. When things were cleared, we set up a guard post at the front of the armory where we had a small TV set up so we could get updates on the events... and that's when we learned the Pentagon was attacked.

It was a chaotic and tiring couple of weeks since we were pulling security all over NoVA.

had just started second period when we heard. I was the first one to bring up the picture on my computer. it's still burned into my head.

Honestly I spent the next few days not fully comprehending what happened. You could say my worldview was born that day, because previously i never paid attention to anything outside of my little corner.

I still can't watch 9/11 footage.

at this time 10 years ago I was trying to sneak a peak in the girls gym because "it had a better view of the city." That was 8th grade

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You're a faggot. this is a day of mourning for us, if you can't get behind that, then at least wait until tomorrow to start running your shiteating mouth.

I was in 7th grade in Arlington, VA. My dad worked in Rosslyn (directly on the river across from DC). It wasn't until years later that I realized that the Pentagon is just right over there, 2 miles from my house. If I'd been out of school and in the park right up the street, I'd of had a chance to see the plane, though it would've looked normal since you see very low planes taking off and landing from National airport all the time.

I have a fascination with "weird" stuff. Something incredibly out of the ordinary. I think it's the reason I got so interested in spaceflight (me at the STS-133 launch!). Watching a large aircraft plow into a large office building and the resulting destructive collapse is riveting to watch. At the time, the people dieing didn't really hit me. Partially because I was 13 years old, and partly because it's metal and gasoline and concrete that we see. Watching the planes hit and the buildings collapse is a dehumanizing experience.

Pictures like these (one, two, three) make it feel more real. It's the way the brain works. You know that, when you watch WTC-2 hit, that over 200 people died in that instant, but it doesn't click as easily as watching someone falling out of the building. Even a picture of the Pentagon on fire and collapsing (aside from looking puny), you know that 100 people died there, but it just doesn't seem like it.

I wonder how much my cognitive development has been directed because of 9/11.

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I was in 5th grade at recess when it happened. When we came in the teacher turned on the news and told us about it. we were all really disconnected though, being so far away, and no one really grasped the seriousness of it. At the time i didnt know anyone, nor did i have any family, north of kentucky, so it took a while for the event to sink in. Like usd said, being so young, my worldview only stretched as far as the city limits. The next few weeks we were learning more about the middle east during class. The main thing i remember from it is songs about the event flooding the radio, i think every country artist wrote something, and that helped me start to understand how it affected the US as a whole.

I was in 5th grade then one of the teachers came in asking if her husband worked in or near the towers she ran out of the room then it was lunch time i got pulled out of school and saw smoke in the air a lot of it(being i live on the island and all) at the time i didn't think much of it but a few hours later is when i learned it was really bad

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i think mr aussie here is being a dick but on the same note i can't stand how many people get butthurt today. it's a tragedy no doubt, but you can't be some fucking patriotic saint on today and then any other day of the year it's like nothing ever happened, especially with how much everyone acts like IT CHANGED MY LIFE ZOMG. i actually have people to remember that i spent most my childhood with in the coming 2 weeks, people that i think about for no real reason during times of the year, dream about, miss hanging out with. the people who act like this was the worst thing of the century only give a shit about it today, and then never think of it until next year.

if you lost someone then by all means, do what you do. if you're one of these people who just scream MURRIKA then fuck off.

i'm also a conspiracy faggot, but i don't go into that out of respect for the dead.

I was in gym, in the locker room looking at some dude's drawing of a naked lady on his knee which he was making dance. Sup.


I love Yewluze. He's not entirely wrong though. I want to move somewhere else, like Canada.

I mean, you're all getting pissy because he said we deserved it. True or not, I can not say. We deff do a lot of shit that is unsavory (that's not to say we don't do alot of good or at least try).

One bro says "You guys deserved 9/11" and it's up in arms.

Meanwhile, we literally threw parades when we killed Osama. Literal parades. Not to mention all the people we killed finding him, a lot of which were just innocent bystanders. Once again, throwing a parade.

So before you get all pissed off because someone is happy something bad happened to America, remember you're the same people who threw a party, a god damn party, because America took someone's life, whether they deserved it or not.

I went to school in central New Jersey. I was in 10th grade, English class. They made a garbled and uninformative announcement over the PA speakers, and then people started panicking mostly because they could. Everyone with an older sibling that could legally sign them out of school took advantage of it and went home. Parents took kids out of school as the day progressed. By the end of the day, there was just me and two other kids in class.

When I got home, I got actual details. My mother (who lived in Paris when subways were being bombed) figured it made more sense to keep me in school than to drive me home during the mass hysteria, reasoning that schools were about as safe a place as you could be. My dad was on business in California at the time, and it took him forever to get back since air traffic was grounded for so long. He and a co-worker basically went cross-country in rental cars.



By the way Yewluze, the conspiracy nonsense aside, I'm mostly with you that 9/11 is basically exploited rather than mourned. You can tell something is seriously wrong when stores sell "Never Forget" shirts and shit like that ten years after the fact, intending to profit. As for the disrespect bit, it's not like Yew knew any of the people that died. Death doesn't automatically accord respect. Yes, it was tragic. But I won't hold it against anyone if they don't give a shit. (and we killed 132,000 civilians in a country that didn't attack us to make ourselves feel better, but we don't give them a day of mourning)

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I think we all need to keep in mind that everyone has a personal perspective on 9/11, and just because it isn't how YOU want it to be, you shouldn't freak the fuck out at the perspectives of other people.

We have to realize that there is an entire generation of americans who grew up in a post-9/11 world. People who weren't old enough at the time it happened to realize now how much things have changed since then. They remember the whole thing by what they saw the adults in their life doing or reacting. It's not surprising they might react to the anniversary different than other groups.

On the same note, not everyone is a fucking american. This was a national tragedy, but for our nation-- not every nation. We may have taken our cause to the global level, but the international community will ALWAYS have their own unique perspective on what happened, and on how the United States reacted. They're on the outside looking in, making their own observations, and not under the influence of our government or our media or our marketing. It's absurd to assume they should feel the same way about it.

Personally, I was an adult when it happened. I won't ever forget it, but I won't fucking pretend it still makes me sad or angry either. I don't have any disrespect for the people who died that day, or for the people who died here and abroad in the name of the war on terror in the 10 years since that day. It was tragic. It was scary. It was also TEN years ago.

I don't need a slew of TV specials, or rednecks shouting "MER'CA! FITE TERRRSM!" or a fucking t-shirt to help me remember that day, either. Enlist, or reenlist in the military if it still makes you so angry you have to be a monumental dick to people who don't share your exact feelings about it.

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