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I was at home in the kiichen, cooking breakfast and the television was on in the living room. I was going back an forth as to not burn up my food. I remember seeing the people hanging out of the windows and leaping to their deaths. When the second plane hit my jaw dropped and I attempted to contact my brother, who was living in NJ at the time, but working in NY. All of the phone systems were busy and I didn't hear from him until later on that night. I didn't cry, or scream. It was just surreal to me because I watched people die. I still remember where I was when the building in Oklahoma was bombed. People lost their lives and lives were transformed for evil, personal gain.........it's fucked up.
When the planes hit that day i woke up and I was running later for English (at the university of tennessee too!! Go VOLS!!!.....go figure:) And Im headed down the hall to the bathroom and everybody is crowded in the study room watching the tv...so i stop and look ...and Im in shock! Like that really can't be a plane sticking out of that building......thats really not another plane crashing into the other one?!?! I was dumbfounded!!! I stood and watched the buildings fall and everything else for the next 20 minutes. I truly think I was in a trance....Im originally from Brooklyn so all of my family is in New York...anyhow I got through to my mom once..she was in stone mountain, and she could only reach one person for a short amount of time, but immediately after that the lines were jammed.....craziness......just craziness. My people at school were really nice though...alot of them knew that I had family and stuff up there so they came and checked on me during the day, called and prayed with me.
I remember goin to school that day and having this overwhelming feeling of dread and fear, because I had never seen anything like that before and didnt know what that meant for our country. I live in Sacramento, CA and the big talk that week was whether or not they should shut down the capital or not. Every class had televisions on... we didnt do any work or learn anything new that day. It was a really sad day, I'll never forget that haunting image of the planes hitting the towers, and then later in the day seeing the pictures of ppl walking the streets looking dazed, confused, scared... and the image of that man who jumped out of the window of his office building... haunting.
And it's funny when I look back on it because I was like, "Hell Yeah" and went to Best Buy that morning to get Blueprint from Jay-Z. It had just come out that day. But when I got back to campus it was a lot of worrying and concern. At the Univ of Mich, a great deal of out-of-state students are from NY and NJ so they were trying to call family and friends that day to see if they were alright but some couldn't get in contact with them.
But the most hard hitting thing that day was the worry and panic that spread across the country where people thought that big cities were all going to be targeted that day. I stayed in front of the tv most of the day just seeing how everything progressed. And when that 2nd plane hit and then later on the Towers collapsed, it was unbelievable. My whole experience and what I was thinking I will never forget.
I have no desire to even live in the US if he was elected. The worst president will be followed by the most insensitive. I as a black, working class woman, wouldn't stand a chance.
RAIN FALLS ON THE JUST AND UN-JUST A LIKE..........................DAMN!
My thoughts and prayers go out to the victims and families of this tragic day!
I was working at the General Post Office on 33rd and 8th, sitting at my desk when it came over my Supv radio. The alarms sounded in the building and we were told to evacuate the building. They said air planes had flown into the twin towers... I remember thinking umm...excuse me??? Air planes? I was thinking u know, one of those little pipers or something. Never did I imagine that it'd be a 767 JET!! I remember running outside and going to the corner and watching tower 2 in the midst of collapse. I sobbed my eyes out and remember screaming to the top of my lungs! We stood there in shock and disbelief with out mouths hanging on the ground. Then all of a sudden someone yells.. TOWER 1 IS LEANING!! (thats the tower with the tall antenna) and we stood there mouths open, some screaming, some crying, some just frozen in shock as tower one collapsed into itself. I remember thinking..this CANT be happening..it just CANT!! I felt like I was on a movie set or something because it just didnt seem real to me. As the smoke, gray clouds of dust and debris started to travel uptown and the throngs of people running, myself and a couple of my co-workers began to haul ass uptown! I walked that day.....90 something blocks uptown to my homeboys house on 127th street... ( i lived in the bronx at that time).. Because i had on heels (slight heel bout a 1inch) the bottoms of my feet were blistered and bleeding so badly that my homies mother put my feet in a bucket of water. I finally was able to reach my dad and he was so glad to finally hear from me (alot of people lost cell service thank God I had nextel at the time) i could hear the tears in his voice. My daughter who was 4 at the time was in brooklyn with my grandmother and my son who was 7 was in school in the bronx and thankfully their dad had the presence of mind to go to the school and snatch my child and take him to my father. I sucked it up, put on some flip flops that i was finally able to find at a chinese stand on 96th street and walked across the short madision ave bridge into the bronx where my dad met me. He hugged me soooooooooo tight and picked me up, and carried me the two long blocks to where his car was parked. I remember when we pulled up in front of our house (we lived in a two story brownstone) we just stood and looked down at the manhattan sky line...the smoke still thick and darkening the city....smh...
By April of 2002 i had packed up my children and moved out of new york down to richmond va where i now reside but am planning to go back home to new york. My children were traumatized, each time my son heard an airplane he would FREAK and run under my bed or anything that he could hide under and scream and cry because he thought the "bad men" were gonna come kill us all this time....... my daughter would cry and just hug me and say mommy, i thought u were dead mommy i thought u were dead mommy dont let them kill us mommy....
9/11 will forever be burned in the memory of us new yorkers who loved/love our city and felt as though someone walked in our house knockin ish down and vandalizing our home. God bless everyone who lost someone (i lost a few friends and know people who lost loved ones) and God bless those who gave their lives to save others. God loves you all....
Now I live in New Jersey, and my child is born and his dad is still living in Cali.
One battle gone, and little did I know
That a new battle would lock us in.... ( My child and I are fighting to come through and be released and served Justice as we deserve.)
I am trying my best to be as patient, and as sharp,
as I have ever been for this new year.
I only have imagened the greatest feeling of warmth and love,
with sensations that burn on thee inside. Only to hear the world and the words of impossible " say it aint so"
How does it feel to have someone love you from a distance, from just the fragments of your personality, and the grace of your pictures?
How does it feel for an attractive woman to want your love?
Im just trying to chile... And be me...
So how does it feel?