Originally posted by Ejayfierce Being Abused.. Raped, Beat And "scarred" For Life.. turning me into the person i am now..

I was 6 years old so the only thing I remember is being mad PBS wasn't showing Arthur.

Originally posted by CoolestPerson12 I was in third grade and i remember it so perfectly. It was a gorgeous warm day, and my mom had to go to work a block away and my uncle worked there too. I made my mom late to work that morning so she couldn't make it (Thank god). My dad was around there too also for work but he was fine and came home the next day. There was so much panic that day, everyone was scared. I remember crying a lot cause I was shooked. It's not something you can erase from your mind. I remember seeing the towers fall right from my window. It was the day I grew up in a way.

Originally posted by Mellark You saw it in person?

I was 4 years-old. The day started normally for me in pre-kindergarten. I faintly remember everyone being called to the auditorium for an assembly. I THINK I might have heard the words "world trade center" and "planes crashed".

Anyhow, my babysitter came and picked my brother and I up from school and we sat in daycare for the rest of the day. She was holding all us kids down in the basement, but I snuck upstairs to her foyer just cuz. I somewhat remember looking at the calendar and seeing 'Tuesday 11th' or something. She snatched me back downstairs. I had to stay really late into the night (I pissed the bed there) because my parents, who were in the city that day for separate reasons, were stuck in New York and could not cross the bridge. Apparently, my father had to go to get my cousin from her school which was a BIT TOO close to the trade center. My mom went in for a job interview. They all waited in my aunt's house.

I remember late at night when my mom came to get my brother and I from our babysitter's house. She was wearing a jacket and a cap.