Do you remember where you were that day

[Lovingthesunshine88]

Do you remember where you were that day 18 years ago? 9/11

I was 13 and had just started high school i was doing swimming when PE teacher got called out, when she came back in she told us to get changed and make our way home if possible and said the world was under attack by terrorists.

Obviously this was scary to hear at 13 i hadn't heard of terrorism. I remember getting home and my mum watching it on TV in utter shock. I was such a sad day and still makes me feel sad 18 years on thinking of all those innocent people losing their lives

I was at a london airport. I had just cleared security and realised there was something terribly wrong as a lot of staff and passengers were all crammed around a tv and it was deathly quiet and people were visibly upset. The first plane had just hit ... I rang my husband to tell him to put the news on. Lots of people were visibly upset / shaken including the airport staff.

Rosa whiting - I mean this in the nicest way. Seek some help or support. You don’t sound well . And speaking to the OP like that isn’t called for or needed

I was at work in my first ever job in an estate agents. The owner came back from valuing properties and told us that there had been a really bad plane crash in New York and that there were 'thousands killed'. I thought he was exagerating as he was a bit of twat TBH and didnt give it much more thought.

Then a colleague phoned a client who started telling her that she was watching the news and it was really, really bad. We tried to get on the internet to see what was happing and nothing would load, the internet went down because everyone else was doing the same.

Still didnt realise quite how bad it was until I got home and saw my parents sat at the dining table watching their tiny little dining room telly in silence. DM had watched it all live as the news broke on the BBC just after Neighbours finished, Sounds ridiculous but I can still remember what I ate for tea that night (tinned chicken curry and rice!) and that my cousin announced her engagement and called around that evening to show off the ring, a happy occasion obviously but was actually really subdued and we all just sat watching the rolling news.

@RosaWaiting seriously?? I actually find it very upsetting that so many people, innocent people lost their lives on that awful day. I may not know the people but i have something called empathy and i sympathise with anybody who lost a loved one a friend or a colleague.

Really no need to be horrible is there.

After reading what you wrote i can very much imagine today is a difficult day for you so maybe your emotions are running a little high

I was 20 and was sitting waiting to go to work. I was watching news coverage of the first plane when I watched the second plane go in, live.

i was with my ex in a caravan equipment shop funny what you remember. when we went to the till to pay we saw the news coverage but we thought it was a film being shown. we both said scary film then we realised with the titles coming up it was live news. i felt so shocked and upset a while later i went to America and saw the actual site where the towers had been long before the memorials etc were built really brings it home to you i found it heartbreaking seeing the emergency services working to breaking point and beyond including the dogs who suffered injuries such as burnt paws trying to find survivors

I remember it clearly. I was ironing in front of the TV when a report of a plane crashing into a building came on, it was assumed to be an accident at first. I saw the whole thing unfold in disbelief.

Spent hours trying to contact family in the States to check they were OK but couldn't get through until late at night.

I was 18, had recently passed my driving test and drove my friend to McDonald's and snuck it into the cinema to watch Moulin Rouge. We heard the news on the car radio on the way home

I was on holiday in Calpe with my DH, DD who was nearly 3, my mum and dad. We were eating out in the evening and I had just been served a carafe of cold red wine. The waitress told us that a plane had flown into a building in New York. I imagined a small private jet but she told us that several people had died. When we got back to our villa we put the radio and sat listening to the horror unfold. It was strange listening to it rather than seeing it on a tv screen.

The next day I walked to buy an English paper (Daily Mail was all that was available) and was dumbfounded.

I am still slightly obsessed with watching footage of the second plane flying into the building as I didn't get to see any of it until we returned home.

The flight home was delayed due to the extra security checks that had been hurriedly put in place.

I was at work. Someone said to turn the telly on, and I did, shortly before the second tower was hit. No-one got any work done for the rest of that day, as we just watched the unfolding events and heard about the Pentagon and the immense selfless bravery of those on the other flight (who must have known they were doomed, but saved so many others by preventing the plane reaching its target)

And I left rather early to pick up from nursery. London was so quiet, as they had already suspended flights over the capital and, in addition to that, everything seemed oddly hushed.

I had a half day that day and I was sitting on the floor cutting something out. I remember it was a Tuesday but correct me if I’m wrong. The tv was on mute but I remember looking up and thinking it looked live. I turned up the sound and at that point the second plane went into the second tower. I phone my DH and told him to turn on his tv at work because something terrible had happened.

My dad had picked me and brother up for school that day (usually my mum did), and for some reason we walked on the other side of the road than normal.

He said that he had some sad and scary news for us, but that we weren't to be afraid. He told us, and we went home and ate ice cream.

I'll be honest, it meant very little to me then. I was just too young. It's only in the years since that I have truly come to appreciate how horrifying and world changing it was. I have watched the footage in news reports since, and it is just horrible.

I was at work at an investment bank in London, one with offices in the WTC too. CNN and BBC News were broadcast live throughout the offices, so we saw it happen. One of the bankers from me was from the NY office and her husband was at work in the WTC, she tried to get through to him and couldn't. I will be haunted by the sound of her screaming forever, I think, before she was taken away and sedated to keep her calm

We forget about the flight that went down in a field. A relative of DH was on that one.

“Seek some help or support. You don’t sound well”

There’s no help. I’ve had all the PTSD shite. Life is what it is. I just make the best of it.

I have dumped on here because I honestly think it’s good for the ponderers and grief vultures to hear some first person. It’s awful that there’s shows made etc etc now, even without a decent time period passing. I also thought the Moors murder dramas were too early.

I have to fit in to society or be an outcast. Sometimes that is going to mean giving details about my experience. And frankly that’s what OP asked for. I don’t need “help” because I decided to tell the truth here. But if I do, what help is there for the human condition?

I was in my NQT year, getting prepped for the lesson after lunch, when my HoD came in and said to switch the TV on. I watched, aghast. The lesson after lunch was on Islam!

I was living abroad driving to teach English to adults in company when I heard the news flash in the car. I wanted to know more and on arrival asked what the people in class knew. One went off to get their laptop and that’s when we all learnt of the second strike. My lesson plan went out of the window that day. I then went home and watched the news for hours.

I was at the British Museum with a friend. I was slightly spooked because I spotted a 'bags will be searched' notice outside, and I'd not seen one of them for years. My friend's wife rang and told him, but also mentioned that one plane was thought to be heading across the Atlantic. I decided I was not staying up town if that was the case, so headed home. We did talk to a woman at the desk in the BM shop before we left, and she said she'd heard, and wanted to send everyone home, but couldn't.

Spent the rest of the day watching the tv. In shock.

I can’t believe so many schools were closed in completely different countries!

My mother’s work went into lockdown and were evacuated to a command bunker, and she didn’t come home for several days, BUT she worked in aviation for a government body. (Not uk) As a result, she called me minutes after the first plane hit, whilst I was home packing to go to uni, and I had CNN on by the time they cut to reports of the first plane.

Four months pregnant. Came back from antenatal appointment & was sat on sofa with a cheese sandwich watching Crossroads (hadn’t seen it since I was a kid). Ads came on. Then nothing for a few minutes. I thought the tv had broken. Then the news report. Never have I been so incredulous at what was unfolding before my eyes. It had a profound effect, and I still find it almost unbelievable.

I was 16, just started college. My then boyfriend was having a piano lesson and I was waiting for him to finish on a free period. My mum rang me on my mobile, which was weird in itself because landline to mobile fees were high and tbh, my mum didn't ring me much. She said there had been an attack on the twin towers and I didn't really know what she was talking about, in my 16 year old ignorance.

Me and my boyfriend walked to the bus stop and everyone was talking about it. Outside the stop there was an old Curry's which had tv coverage as we stood waiting. It was pretty eerie I must admit.

We then went home, had fish and chips (I have no idea why I remember this) and watched tolling coverage till about 1am. Genuinely felt quite scared, as a 16 year old with a very small understanding of world politics etc.

It was later, when I went to pick up a paper at the station that stuck with me. There were none left, and the guy behind the counter said he didn't understand why they had sold out so quickly.

I said it was because of the planes crashing into the World Trade Buildings. He didn't know about it. He had an American accent. I just said that I was so sorry and fled. I'll never forget the look on his face.

I was at school when it happened, though i actually heard about it when i went into town to my evening/weekend job in a cafe. I remember going into Macdonalds and they were talking about planes in a building and my manager at the time when i turned up for my shift said something about a plane going into a building. I just though it was like a fighter jet or something and didn't give it much thought. I only realised when i got home at about 6:30 what had actually happened

I was 22 and at home with a toddler playing at my feet and my 7 week old son in my arms, I also thought it was a film at first I wondered what kind of world I was bringing my children up in.