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The day the world stopped? [Jun. 16th, 2005|12:20 am]
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There is a "country" song that starts out by asking, "where were you when the world stopped turning?". It goes on to give examples of what you might have been doing. It's an alright song. The more I had heard it, the more I started thinking. Do you remember where you were and what you were doing? More than likely you do. I certainly do.

At the time I had a factory job working 2nd shift. On the morning of September 11 2001, I was in bed sleeping. Normally I would be getting up in a few hours to get ready for work, but this day had other plans for me. I normally stayed up late hours after work, so I was not ready to wake up at 9 something in the morning. I remember barely hearing the answering machine with my brothers voice. A voice full of fear, yelling at me to get up and turn on the television. I was in a pretty deep sleep, but it woke me up. Still half sleepy, I thought maybe it was some kind of dream. Being my brothers voice, I was worried, so I stumbled out to the phone. I played the message and sure enough it wasn't a dream. I quickly turned on the television. As soon as the screen lit up, there it was. One of the world trade towers with a hole in the side of it. I thought it was bombed. I turned up the volume, and the news said that a plane had hit it. How terrible, what was wrong with the pilot? Then, all of a sudden a second plane flies right into the other tower. I jumped up, wondering what was going on. A slight fear came over me. I knew then that this was no accident. Not more than an hour later the news was receiving info that Arabs were suspected.

Some say, this was the day the world stopped turning.

I tuned to a different chanel, a full time news chanel, a chanel I have never watched before. I continued to watch as news was pouring in faster than they could keep up with. A plane heading for Cleavland. Who would do such a thing? How was anyone able to hijack these planes? Suddenly, reports of a plane flying into the pentagon. No footage, just a view of a hole in the building with smoke. How did these planes enter no fly zones and still reach their targets? More news, plane slams into the ground in Pennsylvania. Something definitely is not right, how many more are there? I rushed outside to look at the sky. Nothing. Called friends and relatives. Called work, nothing is canceled. Time to get ready for work, I'll catch more news later.

Some say, this is the day the world stopped turning.

I was on my way to work, thats when Osama's name is starting to get thrown around. Who is Osama? How could this Osama pull this off. More news, planes where possibly hijacked with plastic box cutters. What? Are they serious? I then started feeling a little guilty, a little bit of doubt was starting to form. At the time, I worked in a woodworking factory in a small town about 30 miles from my city. I get to work, park my car, all of my coworkers are outside talking about it. We are wondering why major functions have not been canceled. We talk about it a little, then head inside to start our job. Every break, we would gather outside and discuss the latest news, and the whole event. This type of thing happened for the rest of the week. By the end of our shift, most of the country had heard and seen enough to begin to panic, and fear was setting deep. I was leaving work, when I noticed I was driving on an empty tank, there was no way I had enough fuel to make it home. As I approached the gas station, the line was so big I thought I would run out of gas while waiting. I could not believe my eyes when the price jumped up to $4.00 per gallon.

This was the day the world stopped turning?

It was only within a few days while at work, I blurted out that the government had to be hiding something. I won't go into that right now. Tuesday, September 11, 2001 became known as 911. 9-11-01? A number only significant to America. This was the day some say the world stopped turning. The more I thought about it, the more I realized the world did not stop turning. Indeed, the world did not even slow down. As far as my area of the country, the only thing canceled was flight. Work was on schedule, which you had to understand, it was a tragedy but the show must go on. Right?

No, the world did not stop turning. The world did not slow down. In my opinion, the world started spinning faster. Spinning out of control. This was a day that started raising profits for some. This was a day that took notice away from an attack on the constitution. Ratings for full time news channels shot through the roof. The price of fuel would never again fall below a buck twenty per gallon. The military began suiting up, therefore all suppliers began raising profits. Americans started living in fear of national security, the government used that fear to push new laws and legislation. New departments in government were formed. War was started. Adequate proof was not sought for war. America was in danger, and it was time to strike back. A new hell was created for Iraq, a country without a proving link to this day. Young soldiers were thrown into a war with no end in sight, their lives turned upside down for un-found weapons. For them, the world may have stopped turning. For us, it has only began. A presidents crimes were overlooked, and he was re-elected in the name of fear. This president was the only hope we had, so we thought. Lies are overlooked because of "the war on terror". The list continues to grow.

Where were you when the world stopped turning? Do you know where you were and what you were doing? As for me, I'll let you know when it happens.