I live in the US. I remember that day well...I was listening to the radio, KISS108, I thought they were goofin around, so I turned on the tv, Good Morning America was on and they had a view of the first tower being hit. I saw the second plane hit the second tower within seconds of turning the tv on. Diane Sawyer was speaking, and I was not reacting. I said how did they film, that and why are they doing a replay...then I heard her in all the confusion...it's the second tower, it's not an accident. I started to cry. I had a friend that worked in that building, and another that lived in Manhattan. He called me right away, told me the earth shook near him, and there was smoke clear over to where he was. It was soooo crazy, all the phone lines became jammed all throughout the states that day. He called me so many times, he works for disaster and couldn't get outside lines, but for whatever reason could get ahold of me-several states away. I was his eyes and ears. It was just so terrifying. I cried so much. We didn't know what was happening. We live just north of Boston where the planes came out of. My daughter was at school and they were not releasing anyone until later in the day. Some parents went and got there children...those that had family on the planes...just so sad, it still makes me cry. We lost quite a few people in our community. The days following were just as scary fighter jets flying over the coastal area. Those were the only things we saw in the sky-I live in the zone that they'd fly over back & forth...so scary. Didn't know what to think. Then the bomb scares started at the schools...that was terrifying. Finally got to a point that people stopped sending their kids until things calmed down a bit....just so many, many jumbled memories. I just remember how terrified I felt, and how utterly helpless. I volunteered for a few groups to help out in anyway possible. I did searches for loved ones, made contacts for people. Then kept vigil. Organized a memorial here one week later. So many of us got together and lit candles. We had one for each lost soul. Stayed up til the wee hours singing songs, saying prayers, and waving our flags. I'll never forget 9.11, the day I heard the earth stand still....it was just silent........deafening silence for one moment in time.