I’m still reading my old entries on livejournal. I just read the entry on september 12th 2001. It’s my own report about what happened the day before.. september 11th, the day of the planes into the world trade center.
It made me cry.. Not a lot, but a little at least.
I remember how scared i was that day. I remember crying in my friends arms because of all the shit that was happening. it was so strange.
I don’t think i have ever been that scared in my life. It’s strange thinking back of that day now.
I’m just going to read the rest of the entries now.
I remember that day too. It was the day that we had college until 2 and then we would go to Hilversum to see a tv-studio and watch a taping of Andries Knevel (it’s a christian college, after all). By the time we changed classes, it had just happened, and there was some light gossip in the halls. (It’s a journalism studies, after all). By the time we got to Hilversum, we just sat in the lounge of the TV2 building, watching the news that repeated the images of the plane flying into the building over and over again, and the newsreaders repeating that there was very little known yet. After I saw that, I called my mom and told her I was fine. She always gets really worried. So much meaningless destruction of lives…it’s sick.
Posted 3 years, 3 months ago by Jane • • •