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World News Chatroom Quotes - 11PM 9/11/01
The following are quotes from a World News chatroom from around 11pm on September 11, 2001:
“Please try to take a moment of silence. This message is dedicated to the thousands of innocent people who died in the horrible incident. Take a moment to reflect and then please forward this message to five people so they can feel what you feel. Don’t break the chain.”
“In memory of all those who perished this morning: the passengers and the pilots on the United Air and AA flights, the workers in the World Trade Center and the Pentagon, and the innocent bystanders. Our prayers go out to the friends and families of the deceased.”
“My mom works 5 buildings down from where to bomb was.”
“Who cares how old someone is- their fellow American’s dead and you care about their age.”
“I want my friends back.”
“No morals should be involved. Just justice.”
“Our country can only go down from here.”
“Personally, I’d like to see three towers built in their place, with the middle one much taller than the other two. That way, it would look like a giant middle finger, directed straight at the f*ckers who did this.”
My Journal Entry from 9/11/2001 10:49PM
Three days ago I didn’t think I’d be able to survive my breakup with my boyfriend. At the time, I felt like the lowest of the low. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t eat. All I did for one complete day was mope. Driving home from school that day was dangerous. I was crying so hard I couldn’t see, and ended up coming about 6 inches from dying. I almost got hit directly into the side of my car by another vehicle going about 50 mph. I was going about 5 mph. I would have died in that accident. But I didn’t. There had to be a reason why I was not killed that day. The ordeal brought me an epiphany. Coming close to death made me rethink my priorities, what’s really important. After coming eye to eye with death, breaking up didn’t seem like such a big deal. That was yesterday. Today, thousands of people were killed in a terrorist attack in the United States. Thousands of innocent people. People who weren’t even driving recklessly. They just went to work. And died. Today, my encounter with death doesn’t seem like a big deal. And tomorrow, who knows? Maybe something will make today see like cupcakes. And that’s what I’m afraid of.
And things with Never be normal.
Not even with my ex-boyfriend.
Journal entry from 10:49PM on September 11, 2001 by Miriam Whitehill, age 16
Don’t ever call a woman a bitch, call her an asshole. You’ll still get your point across, and it’s not sexist.
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