Where were you for 9/11

[Chickenkeev]

I was in France, i hadn't a clue what was happening. Didn't fully have the language, it was like a film. Watching a doc now, bringing it all back.

In my living room on mat leave with my 4 month old baby.

I was 8. It’s the first memory I have of a world event. I remember not understanding why the same clip of the same film was on every channel. I remember being incredibly upset at one news clip where there was a child’s toy in the rubble and I thought there was a child in the building. Moved on as kids do - and concluded that I must have made it up. Years later I found it was ‘little red’ - a mascot from one of the Duchess of yorks charity’s. Their offices had been in one of the towers.

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That was me in France, but i didn't realise it was real. I thought it was a film. It was only when i called home (from a phone box!) that i heard it was real. And the landscape changed overnight ,guys with guns everywhere. Looking back, it's quite shocking.

Just got off the phone to a work colleague who was in one of the towers. She unfortunately died along with another 175 people from AON.

Day after my 15 th birthday, I was at school, got home first and put the TV on and it was on the news. I remember being really worried as my dad and brother had gone down to London to visit my grandparents and there was talk of a possible London attack, I didn't realized that at the time my GP lived miles from the centre, it all seemed close to me. My mum got in from work about 30 mins later and hadn't heard about it yet.

July London bombings I was at College and got it through on my phone, it just about had Internet and access to BBC news.

Global communication is so different now when I'm sure it would come through on notifications instantly from News appsor social media and we would know about it

I was in a conference in London with about 15 other people. We switched the screen over to live TV and watched the plane strike the second tower.

We knew this was a targeted terrorist attack. It was obvious Islamic terrorist related. One person speculated right-wing Christian group, due to the recent Oklahoma bombing. One or two people from the US said it was Bin Laden but this time he got lucky.

One of our team had been in one of the towers working a few days before.

I was just under 2, so really don’t remember it happening. The first time I heard about it was aged 9 and a friends mother told us (no idea how we got onto this conversation, funny enough, I do remember we were coming home from Morrisons). Little nine-year-old me really struggle to understand why something like that could happen.

Not yet born but not far off!

At work. Someone sent an email around to say a plane had flown into one of the towers. I assumed it was an accident.

Then we heard the other one had been hit, and realised it was deliberate.

Our offices were in Smith Square, right behind the Houses of Parliament, and we worried they might have been in the firing line, so we all left and headed home.

I got home, walked in the door, and I remember just standing and hugging my ex. It was the first time I’d been so moved by the deaths of people I didn’t know. It felt huge. It was huge, but you don’t always realise that when you’re actually living through a historical event.

Accidentally watched it live on TV while constructing a cat tree! I honestly thought it was the end of the world.

I was at work. Involved in a large global project which meant there was a lot of American colleagues on site working in the massive open plan office.
i was at my computer when I started to hear some raised voices at other end, and it sort of moved along the office, US guys had picked up first from local New York friends and relatives….I could see sheer disbelief on faces. Someone got the TV on, and we just stopped working watching it unfold . I don’t remember such a collective stunned silence in a room of abut 100 people.

it was similar with the July London bombings- a colleague got a call from a relative in London who was near one of bombs, and it went round that office very quickly

But I think seeing that 2nd plane and the towers collapse live feeding was just so horrific -people couldn’t really take in what they were seeing

as we were a US owned company, we had a day of mourning the next day. US colleagues only cam in to say collective prayers and we had a 3 minute silence. Site was so subdued for days after

I'm so sorry for your loss x.

I was walking home from my first day at sixth form with my friend. A builder was getting stuff out of his van as we walked past and started talking to us about it, we had no idea what he was on about till we got home. Can remember it very clearly!

Sorrento, yes I felt the same as if it was a film and I was really nervous about flying home . Those poor people.

I also remember afterwards - my dad took me out the garden to keep me away from the telly. I was a sensitive kid and would (and did) hold onto what I saw. We found an abandoned baby hedgehog (we later found the mum who had died) and we rescued him and spent a lot of the afternoon taking him to a wildlife rescue sanctuary. For years afterwards dad called it hedgehog day because he said he’d rather remember the hedgehog rather than the horrible things people can do to each other.

I remember the London bombings, i was in my office in Dublin but my sister was in London so i was worried and watching it.

I had come home from work mid afternoon feeling unwell. I was lying down on the sofa and turned the TV on. My first thought was something was wrong with the TV remote control as I thought the channel change button was stuck . Then I realised that it wasn't.

Shopping in the northern quarter in Manchester. My student loan had just come in and I was buying some new clothes for the year. From what I was hearing second hand I thought it was just a plane crash. Didn't understand the facts til I got home and turned on the tv.

At my 38 week pregnancy checkup, came out of it and popped into the pharmacy. He had the TV on and said that there'd been a terrible accident and a plane had flown into the world trade centre. I got home and put the TV on at home, and the second plane hit shortly after.

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Ironing my uniform to go to work for the late shift at Heathrow. Then dealing with arriving passengers who'd been rerouted to lhr when all planes were landed at the nearest airport. They had no idea why they'd landed in London or what had happened. All immigration rules went out the window that day as many didn't have visas etc as they never expected to be coming to the UK. It was just a case of let everyone in and hope that there was some kind of help set up on the other side of baggage reclaim to help those stranded with nowhere to go. The next few days the airport was earily quiet, like a ghost town.

I was getting a tattoo done and it came on the radio. Before that I'd had some messages from uni friends about something happening but at that stage we all thought it was some sort of hoax or something

I was night shift that week & my Dad phoned me, told me to get up & put on the TV. He filled me in with what had happened. I'd just sat down in front of the TV when the second plane hit the towers

First time I ever swore in my Dad's presence.

It was my first week of secondary school. We had a big school assembly about it. I didn't realise the gravity of it as I was only 11. Can't remember much other than that.

Just started my first day of college