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I also remember thinking my dog was prolly dead the whole day when we couldn't get to my crib, I was balling my eyes out
. Luckily my neighbor took him when he bounced.
Also my pops worked a block away from the WTC, literally the building adjacent from it...Luckily he was at a meeting uptown.
Also my pops worked a block away from the WTC, literally the building adjacent from it...Luckily he was at a meeting uptown.
, our homeroom teacher had just finished taking our attendance and we were all ready to leave for our first class. i got to my science class on the 5th floor like any regular day. 5-10 minutes into the class our 8th grade dean walks into our room and has a word with the teacher. he tells us that we're going to have a fire drill within the next minute. the drill rings and all the classes get escorted down into the lunch room. i see teachers in the hall crying others are talking on the phone. i really had no idea what was going on at this point. once we got to the lunch room i met up with by dudes and asked what was going on. roomers had spread throughout the lunchroom with a bunch of nonsense, some said that there was a bomb planted in the school, others said the president had been shot... but apparently a plane crashed into a building. at this time everyone was in the lunch room and teachers were calling students parents one at a time to take them home. the drive back home was a mission in itself cause traffic was backed up pretty bad. no trains buses were working. street lights were shut off. my mother went beast mode food shopping just in case thinking they were to shut the city down for a few days. once i got home i turned on the tv and saw the planes crash, i got real shook at this point because who know whether there would be a third or fourth or even fifth. time felt real slow that day, my house is usually very noisy and not a word was heard that day, complete silence. my mother had her face glued to the tv with a box of tissues by her side. i couldn't reach anybody. i tried calling a million times and nothing went through. soon after a huge cloud of smoke started to rise over Manhattan and making its way over to the other boroughs. my mother started to call all of our relatives to see if everyone was okay, but still nothing was working. i have an uncle who had worked at the WTC for an architect company and made it out safe cause dude was on the 37th floor, and his daughter, my cousin who was in Stuyvesant h.s. wasn't heard from all day. they finally made it home around 3am. they had to troop it back home crossing the Brooklyn bridge in pure darkness. i can only image what they went through... she had some spooky stories man... another sad thing was that my 6th grade teacher's brother was a firefighter who was never found, she was so sad for like the next couple of months smh. the school set up a memorial for her and put a gravestone in front of the school with her brothers name on it in memory. that lifted her spirit up a bit, it was real nice.
