Remembering September 11, 2001

 By Elizabeth Prata - Posted at The End Time:

It’s hard to believe that it has been almost 20 years since that day. Two decades. I remember it like it was yesterday.

I was editor of a local newspaper then. I was working in my newspaper office on the morning of September 11. Tuesday is a big paper day, we go to print Wednesday morning. I rented the office from my friend who lived a big farmhouse, and she called me from her living room. I thought it was unusual that she phoned, being just a few feet away from me in the same building. But her voice evaporated all other thoughts. She said said fiercely, “COME HERE NOW”.

The first plane had just hit the twin tower in NY. We watched her television with eyes open, breathing shallowly, standing with arms numbly at our sides…until the second plane hit at 9:03. Our eyes locked together, and we knew without saying a word that this was an attack. We also knew that nothing would ever be the same. We watched until another plane hit the Pentagon 34 minutes later. It felt like the world was coming to an end. It really did. We thought the world was ending. A knot formed in my stomach and coherent thoughts refused to gather in my head.

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See also:

• Never Forget (Keep Life Legal)
• A Greater Evil (Gentle Reformation)