Ten Years Ago!

There is a viral FaceBook status that even I posted about not remembering last Tuesday but clearly remembering ten years ago. I laughed and posted it because it applies to me greatly. So I figured I would share what happened to me on the day that America changed.
I was in high school still, junior year I believe, but home sick that day with the Flu. My sister and mother as well. My step father was home, but he had the day off of work. I was very sick, I mean I crawled from my bed to the couch in the family room so I could turn the TV on.
As I turned on the TV is was un impressed with the 'movie' I saw. So I flipped the channel, same 'movie'. I soon realized it wasn't a movie. Then the second plane hit, I sprang from the couch with energy I didn't have and ran for the backyard. That's where my step father was working, 'Jim, Jim come quick!' I yelled.
In his annoyed at me voice, while he was on the ladder, 'What?'
'We're under attack! They hit the Trade Center!'
He almost fell off the ladder. I ran back inside and woke my mom and sister. Told them what had happened.
Jim came inside and watched the TV with me. I was already scared, would they hit the Falls( I live in Buffalo)? What was going on? But I went from scared to terrified. I saw for the first time in my life, fear in my step father's eyes. And that scared me more than anything else.
Not long after the Pentagon was hit and I was calling people I know to make sure they were ok. I don't know why, nobody I know is in DC or NY but hey, I was freaking out. I can still remember wanting to throw up all while this was going and thinking, what right do I have to be sick, will the world falls apart.
I spent the day watching the reports as they came in, and on the phone. To be fair however, every channel but the televangelist station was showing the incoming reports, even Cartoon Network, so there wasn't a choice anyway. But I think I would have stayed on the news anyway.
After I couldn't stay awake anymore that night I went to bed. I went to school the next day, feeling physically better, but not emotionally. The world had changed, and I was terrified. And I prayed to God, and to a few gods I didn't even believe in just to be save. It was strange.
But even as I was afraid, I was also proud! Flags were being flown on non holidays. People were helping people everywhere. In New York and DC worker were risking their lives to save others, God bless you all!. I was proud to be American, still am!
Ten Years ago and two days, and I still remember! I, who barely remembers to... well I can't remember what I was going to put, but it fits here. God Bless the Workers, NYPD, NYFD, Medical Personal, our Troops and the victims of 9/11. I remember and always will! Do you? Where were you Ten Years ago?