[PM_Mama00]

Originally posted by AGDPrincess70
That night my roommates and I kept hearing fighter jets overhead. Anytime we heard a plane we freaked out. We were so scared we couldn't sleep.

I felt the same exact way. I definately was scared that nite.

September 10 I went to bed and couldn't sleep at all. For some reason, I shit you not, everytime I closed my eyes it looked like someone was taking a flash picture of me and I had an eerie feeling that something bad was gona happen the next day. I've had these weird feelings before but nothing happens.

The next day, I'm watchin TV before I leave for school and I see WTC on fire. I yelled down to my mom who was like "yeah ok thats great" and I just kept yelling at her to turn the tv on. My dad walked in and was like holy shit and told her to come upstairs. I think a few minutes later the 2nd plane hit.

I drove school in Dearborn, very scared and listening to the radio through tears. When I got in it was really weird and you could tell a definate separation between the Arab students (the majority) and other students. I don't think it was on purpose, I think people just didn't know what to do. My friend Rich, who is Arab, just sat with his head down and didn't talk much to anyone. Me and a sister went to find a tv on campus and I kept tryin to call my family in Brooklyn.

Finally my mom told me to come home because UMD is across the street from Ford World Headquarters, and there were reports of people celebrating in the streets of East Dearborn (which to this day I don't know if it is true or not).

I've never cried so much in my life and I still cry whenever I think of 9-11 or see something. And where will I be spending and remembering 9-11-01 tomorrow?

In our first round of panhellenic recruitment. And I am NOT happy with this at all. I wana be able to remember and mourn, not have to worry about meeting new girls and making a good first impression.