Favorite 9/11 moments

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Also i realized 1 week ago this was an actual bootleg game for GameboyColor ...

And ironically since im in buy & sell retro games groups, i saw someone had that game for sale and i asked him today:

Me: yo bro you still have this game?
Him: sorry someone else already bought it.
Me: how much ? Just curious to know
Him: 389$
Me: holy fuck dude ... anyways thanks. Btw just in case ¿where you get it? I may still get the hold of it.
Him: nah they really odd and if you do find it, its gonna be hard since there are a few of them so good luck on that.
Me: Thanks still and damn!

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Edit: source link btw! http://bootleggames.wikia.com/wiki/Terrifying_911
 
It happened when I was young and I remember watching Full House when I got home later that day. Never really did give a fuck about 9/11 except that my birthday is a couple days off.

In high school my class argued about that "Ground Zero Mosque" and I told the stereotypical volleyball bitch "It's a slice of land, why do you care?", but she still wouldn't shut the fuck up. Here's a maymay
 

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My favorite part is how, almost 20 years later, the Islamic community of the world has finally come together to dispel, through deeds, words, and actions, those negative stereotypes that arose in the aftermath of 9/11.

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tfw Seth McFarlene missed his plane and we got stuck with Family Guy

I was 15 and I had zero period P.E. and we watched that shit. I didn't care then and I don't care now since I'm in Commiefornia and New York might as well be a different country. Also got yelled at by my dad who was ex-military because I was mad we were invading Iraq because they had nothing to do with the attacks.

I love the memes though!
 
millais said:
I liked the part when those airline passengers overpowered the hijackers, but they couldn't land the plane so they crashed in Pennsylvania. Real American heroes.
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The very end of that movie always jars me, like after I watched it I was in shock; kinda just sitting there complementing.

The movie is United 93, I recommend for people to watch it when they get a chance. Pirate it, rent, buy- don't care but watch it.
 
I remember seeing it on TV at home as a kid. I was sick and got the day off, which was pretty neat. Walked into the TV room to see what my parents were watching only to see them dead quiet and shocked. The second plane hadn't hit yet. I remember sitting there with them and watching the second plane hit. I was too young to grasp the full gravity of the situation but I still knew something terrible was going on. I distinctly remember people jumping out of buildings but my parents were in too much shock to think to have me leave the room. Then the towers fell and I just remember seeing my mom and dad with their heads in their hands and murmuring (I don't remember what they were saying but they were pretty upset). Seeing them upset made me really anxious because I still didn't even really know what was going on, just that it was really, really bad.

tl;dr worst sick day ever
 
My relationship with 9/11 has always been a bit strange... when I was young, every year it was just like "lol almost everyone in the country remembers it and has strong emotions about it except you. And after it nothing was the same ever again" but I didn't really put too much weight on it considering I was too busy being a kid.

Once I got older, I guess I became aware of this emotional wall between me and the events of that day. I have to try to reconstruct it in my head, because when everyone around me has had so much connection to it and I don't, I feel like some massively ignorant re-tard.

But I guess it's ok because now everyone in my age group shares in the experience of the day 9/11/01 naturally existing in this vague oblivion for their entire life :\
 
I fell asleep to CNN cause it was boring background noise. Had first period off, so I was able to sleep in a bit. Woke up to footage of a flaming building. I was still half asleep, so I thought "oh; it's a plane crash" and flipped the channel to Ricki Lake.

Didn't realize what had happened until I got to school. First words out of my mouth were "there's gonna be a war" I said it really matter of fact like. Teacher tried to downplay it and said that wouldn't happen. She approached me later that year and asked me how I knew, like I was psychic or something. I just shrugged and said it was a pretty logical and obvious conclusion.

Strange thing is, a friend of mine had lost his dad years back, and his mom worked for a bank. She had the opportunity to work in New York, but declined the offer. If she had taken it, he might have become an orphan that day.
 
I lived about 3 hours from NYC when 9/11 happened---our neighbor at the time actually worked in one of the buildings, but she had been out sick that week with the flu or something. I remember my stepmom driving me and my sisters all home from school and seeing our neighbor outside on her porch crying hysterically; that was when the gravity of what had happened really hit me, because up until then me and my sisters were kind of making jokes about it like the teenage edgelords that we were and enjoying that we got to go home early.
 
Okay, after my couple of shitpost in this thread, this time I'll be serious for a minute.

My memory of 9/11 is a little hazy, but I was in middle school when it happened. The morning started out like any other day. More than an hour after my school started, everyone were escorted out of our classrooms and offices and into a lounge room in an adjacent building. A lone CRT TV was playing the news and live footage of the second Twin Tower in the process of collapsing and people dazedly walking around in a complete fog of debris. It was pretty surreal and we were in complete disbelief. At one point I tried to crack a joke, but the middle school assistant principal replied "This is serious matter." I don't recall much after that point, but we were probably sent home early.

On that same day, I thanked my lucky stars that neither my parents or I were there. For context, we used to live in New York for over a decade before moving to another state a few hours away. I was born and lived my first three years of life in Manhattan. We moved to Brooklyn, then to the suburbs in Long Island, while my parents still commuted to their office jobs in NYC (although I don't think their respective buildings were anywhere near the Twin Towers.) It was fortunate that we moved out of state a little over a year before 9/11.

A terrorist attack had been carried out on the soil of my birthplace. Can you imagine that happening to your birthplace or your childhood hometown?

To this day, I still can't bear to watch any of the 9/11 footage, especially of the Twin Towers, for more than a second of two. (I don't really mind 9/11 jokes, memes, and shitposts though. The can be pretty funny in a morbid way.)

I'll now conclude this post with an obligatory and relevant shitpost.
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