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I can't believe its been 6 years, it still feels like just yesterday.

I was in class when both planes had hit, and didn't know what happened until after class by then both towers had collasped.

I still remember what I saw as I walked down the hall. People were crying, and I still remember the exact words from the lady who told me "The towers are gone" when I had asked what had happened as I was walking down the hall to get to the office I was working for on campus.

My first thought was of my one of my closest friend's dad who had worked there, and I ran down to the office and fell to the floor hysterically crying.

Thank god my friend's dad wasn't there that day, but I will never forget how I felt at that moment not knowing. The smoke was so visible when I looked out the window, and I realized after I probably would have seen it if I had looked out the window during my class.

9/11 is a day that will always be in my prayers for all the innocent people who lost their loves, and all the loved ones who lost family, friends, acquaintances.

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I was in the city working that day, on my way downtown on the subway. I'll never forget that day, and the ones we lost close to us.

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For all those who lost loved ones or who were involved at all in that horrible day. I'll never forget.

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I have tears in my eyes reading all these posts. I woke up this morning feeling very somber. I too will never forget where I was on this day 6 years ago.

My thoughts and prayers are with all those who lost loved ones as well as the troops still fighting this war on terror

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I remember walking across 5th ave, in front of St. Patricks and wondering why there werent very many cars, then a fleet of racing black suv's coming towards me. I had not heard what happend yet, until I turned on Howard Stern.

My heart stopped, my mother was in WTC 2. She had worked there since 93 and was recently transferred to the village, but every morning she would get dropped off there and have breakfast with her former co-workers.

I remember leaving my office and just seeing the billowing smoke, I worked on 51st street and I think I made it to University Pl in about 10 mins flat. I had to see my mother. I remember walking with her and another one of her co-workers, a muslim woman in her hajib. I can remember people cursing and screaming at her and my mother defending her, but I could not. As we got closer to WTC, it was an eery silence, the dust was so thick it sounded like you were walking on fresh snow. I looked down and saw paper, everywhere, memos, bills, photos. At that point I just fell to my knees and cried for a good 10 minutes. Thankful that my Mother was alive, afraid of what was to come, sad for the people who died. Before landing my job on 51st, I was offered a job in WTC 1, on the 44th floor. I didnt want to take it, as I was on unemployment for the summer and wanted to just kick back and relax.

That day everyone was family. Merchants were handing out water and food to anyone. People were giving their cell phones to anyone who needed it. Complete strangers were just hugging each other in the street. People showed what New Yorkers truly are.

Those terrorist bastards may have caused major devesatation that day, but they also stirred up a sense of love and compassion of millions of New Yorkers, something that those SOB's can never take away.

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We lost a family member and it was also her birthday. She was late to work that morning and last seen getting into the elevator. Many prayers to everyone

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I work downtown and I will never as long as I live ever forget that day. I witnessed the 2nd plane hit the towers and that sounds will never leave me. I am work today because I didn't want to be a coward and stay home. However, my heart goes out to all those who lost their lives, their families, the workers and all those who since have become ill.

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I remember I was supposed to go into the city that morning. I set my alarm for 7am, yet I was tired and decided to go in later, so I reset my alarm. When my alarm went off WBLI's DJ's Steve and Maria came on saying "if you just tuned, in a plane just crashed into the world trade center". I turned on CNN just in time to see the second plane hit.

I remember watching the whole thing unfold on TV, feeling so helpless.

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no words... just sadness

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I wrote this last year... but it's what I think about every year...

I remember sitting on a bench across the street from my office the morning of 9/11. I had gotten a promotion, and it was my 2nd day at my new office. Things didn't go so well for me the day before - I remember sitting on that bench thinking - today I'm going to do a better job - I had a 10am appt at 1 Liberty Plaza so I went up to my office early to prepare.

I was in my office by 8:30am - I remember that a guy I worked with came running into the office area, frantic saying that a plane had hit the wtc - and he was going over there to see about his wife and brother-in-law. None of them made it back.

I remember not believeing that it was a terror attack and when my manager asked us to take a partner & bunker down in the lobby of the building - Even with the debris that hit the windows and even when we made it to street - how pitch black it was outside... And the smell - I will never forget that smell. I still didn't get it.

I remember that I had a Nextel phone at the time, and it was the only working phone in the area - I let everyone use it to call home.

I remember that as we walked across the Brooklyn Bridge there was a girl wearing these great highheeled sandals - and she was covered in blood. She was disoriented and kept saying how she survived the 93 attack too.
She leaned on me the entire walk to Fulton Street in Brooklyn. I will never forget her.

I remember walking across the Brooklyn Bridge and hearing the fighter jets above - not knowing that's what they were and thinking, why are they letting planes go by? And are we going to make it across this bridge?

I remember that we all walked to Fulton Street in Brooklyn - me with the girl (I wish I knew her name) - the manager from my company, and another co-worker. The manager knew someone in Brooklyn with a car rental agency - we rented a Toyota Camry and he took all of us home.

I remember when I got home that my brother-in-law was missing (FDNY) and that my sister was calmly hysertical.
He called home at 10pm that night - He is now retired from the FDNY at 33 because of serious lung isues as a result of the recovery efforts.

I remember getting the call that our friend and fellow flight attendant had perished - She worked for Cantor Fitgergald. I remember thinking how ironic it was that she wouldn't work out of Saudi Arabia with all of us because she was afraid of terror attacks, and how it was a terror attack at home that took her from us.

I remember having to go back to work the following Monday or Tuesday - and not being able to get downtown because of supicious activity - and got out at 14th street, and seeing all of the pictures of the missing, and just crying in the street.

I still cry when I think of September 11th.

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i cant believe its been 6 years.

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We will NEVER forget!!!!!!!!!

I remember that day so vividly, it seemed so surreal and it still does. So scary, but it united so many of us.

PROUD to be an American!!!!!!!

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I remember getting into work late. The first plane had hit already. I used to work in midtown. Anyways I get off the train and they were making announcements that due to suspicious activity that all trains were stopping at canal street. So I continue on to work and when I get to the office one of my co-workers said that a plane just crashed into one of the WTC towers. My first reaction was like "how the heck did a plane crash into the tower, was the pilot drunk or something"...At this point we had no idea that it was a terrorist attack. It was just viewed as an accident. I sit at my desk turn on the radio and I immediately hear that a second plane hit the second tower and immediately my knees started shaking. We all knew what was happening and I started getting scared thinking "holy s**t we are under attack". I didn't know what was going to happen if all of Manhattan was under attack. It just was all so scary. I walked home that day cuz all transportation was frozen. Everything came to a complete halt.

I worked in Times Square and when I left the office it looked like it was new years eve. It was packed with thousands of people looking up at the screens watching what was going on downtown. People were crying and screaming...

I remember my friends and family calling me and asking me if A. I was alright and B. what the he11 was going on in the city. I was like "I don't know, but I want to get out of here I think Manhattan is being attacked"...

One didn't know what to think that day...

So sad and tragic...It still feels like it just happened yesterday. Then a couple of days later we found out that DH's cousin was in one of the buildings. He was a firefighter...

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I remember DH calling from Brooklyn and he was so confused to see smoke coming from the WTC. I remember a co-workers friend that worked across the street at the empire state building coming up and saying that they were evacuated and then another coworker telling me to come with him and a group of people uptown to an appt. I remember the overpowering need to get out of the city and then walking the bridge. I remember starting to think of all the people I knew in the city and frantically trying to remember where they were..then remembering that DHs cousin was at the Tribeca fire house and freezing in panic. I remember walking on the bridge and a cop asking where I lived...when I said Queens he said "glad that you are home" I remember wandering on the sidewalk on Queens Blvd and DH grabbing me (he drove from Brooklyn to try to find me)

Other than that my memory fades. I remember two days later coming into the city and seeing the missing posters, the military personnel directing traffic on 34th with big guns in their hands (and not being able to stop staring at them) and I remember watching the volunteers on MTA buses - looking tired and defeated

I remember the call that DHs cousin was in the hospital and although burned...he was okay. I remember the call that a friend was coming up from SC because his brother was missing. He worked at Cantor Fitzgerald. I remember having no words for him.

My heart goes out to all those who lost someone that day. We light a candle every year in their memories and will continue until the day I physical cannot anymore.