9/11: Ten Years Later

Tuesday, September 11th, 2001. A hijacked plane hit the World Trade Center. It was an accident, but a horrible one.

A few minutes later, a second plane hits.

Reports come in that another plane has hit the Pentagon.

United Airlines Flight 93 is down in Pennslyvania, which was headed for the Capital or the White House.



Pandemonium.
Crisis.
Paranoia.

These are the words that were used to describe the day that changed America forever. The single worst attack on America in history.

For the first time in the history of this nation, we weren't untouchable. That's not to say that we ever were, but now it was apparent. America wasn't the safest, orderliest nation any longer. For the first time, our differences didn't matter. It didn't matter what religon, sexuality, or race you were. It didn't matter what your political views were. The only thing that mattered was complete unity, and it took this for it to happen. America was one.

Some people were at school, some people were at home, some people were at work.

Some people kissed their children, husbands, and wives goodbye that day before they left to work in two of the greatest buildings in the world. It was just a normal day in the greatest nation on Earth.

As all of us watched these events unfold, the world watched with us. Some refused to believe it. Others worried what was next.

One common phonecall went out all over the country from different people.

"Turn on the T.V., now!"
"What channel?"
"Any."

First responders prepared for the biggest challenge of their lives. How do you respond to something like this? How do you get the courage and the strength to stand up? A miracle, that's how.

Over 1,000 moms, dads, sisters, brothers, and cousins were brutally killed that day; all for the sake of trying to save others. They made the ultimate sacrifice. Not to mention, many of the ones that did make it had family and friends working in those towers that didn't.



People above where the planes hit were forced to make the most difficult decision of their lives.

Burn or Jump.



The Pentagon. What started as a normal day of work turned into a disaster. The highest clearnace building in the United States has just been hit by a jumbo jet.


The entire country went on lockdown. Schools let out, workers went home, and people at home took shelter.

Everything went completely wrong that day. Except one thing, that is. One group of people stood up for everything that America could ever stand for.

The people aboard United Airlines Flight 93 knew where they were headed. They knew they were going to die. However, they didn't want to make it worse for others. Together, the passangers of Flight 93 overtook the hijackers and took down an airplane that was headed for either the Capital Building or White House. Headed for San Fransisco that morning, those innocent people never expected in their wildest dreams that they'd be gone later that same day.



The whole world watched, and the whole world greived that night. The world greived for the families and friends of the first responders, the workers in the towers, the employees at the Pentagon, and the passangers on all the planes.



The world went into a complete stand-still for the time being.

President George W. Bush declared a War on Terrorism soon after.

Ten years later, we've made significant progess in homeland security, we've killed many key leaders of Al Queda including Osama Bin Laden this past May, we're just finishing the War on Terrorism, and we're still greiving. Now, there's a new group we feel sympathy for. Over 10,000 troops have perished fighting for our freedom in Iraq and Afghanistan to ensure that this dosen't happen again.

We've been extremely blessed to not have an attack since then. Please pay your thoughts and respects in this thread to all that perished on that day and the following decade.

“Now, we have inscribed a new memory alongside those others. It’s a memory of tragedy and shock, of loss and mourning. But not only of loss and mourning. It’s also a memory of bravery and self-sacrifice, and the love that lays down its life for a friend–even a friend whose name it never knew. “
- President George W. Bush, December 11, 2001

What did not destroy us only made us stronger.

Never Forget.

God Bless all the victims of Tuesday, September 11th, 2001,
and God Bless the United States of America!

What a disgusting, sad, horrendous day. I was only 2 when 9/11 happened, but what happened was, my Dad was at work and my brother wasn't born yet. It was me and my Mom at home. We'd finished watching a Tweenies video. It was a gorgeous sunny day outside so we decided to go out into the garden. Our good neighbour and friend Jackie was in her garden (it was sort of our garden aswell, we had no fence between us then because we were such good friends) and she said 'Have you seen it?' and my Mom said 'No, what is it?' and she said 'Turn on the TV.' and my Mom said 'What channel?' and Jackie said 'Any. It's on everything.' She flicked on the news, and the images of the plane exploding into the tower were horrifying. Such a sad day in not just American history, but, world history.