I see those buildings on fire against the blue blue sky. And later, they collapse. I am a former New Yorker and it is incomprehensible to me. I feel like I am watching some horror movie. I also see pictures of the firemen entering the building to save people. My heart hurts knowing their fate. These are the two images that haunt me every 9/11.

When I think of weapons of mass destruction- Hiroshima and Nagasaki come to mind- that terrorism- how many civilians has the U A killed since 9/11- I am a peacenik and invite others to support that cause.

How do think we are going to end this bs?

The first tower collapsing. Up to that point, it seemed as though there was a way out, with the media showing people evacuating. It would be a tragedy, but it was all about the survivors.

Then the tower just... disintegrated. I very vividly remember thinking, "All those people just died". That was the moment it went from a surreal abstraction to stark reality.

I was a junior in high school in NJ. We were only about 9miles from the George Washington Bridge and at a specific point in town, you could always see the empire state building and the twin towers. I remember my mother picking me up from school that day, it was such a beautiful day, the sun shined. And when we reached that peak that stared straight into new york all we saw was a black cloud of smoke. The towers were gone and our lives were never the same.

The FDNY and EMT's of NY carrying Father Mychael Judge out of the North Tower.

Second, the images of the bodies falling, and a hotel worker covering a lump that was a body.

I was out of the country at the time and being away from the US was very upsetting to me. I went to the American embassay and was not helped at all. Then not being about to get back in my country was very terrifing to me.

For me, it was the images that followed the crash....all the people on the ground covered in debis...many severely injured. Unbelievable. I can't even begin to imagine what it must have been like. I'm VERY intrigued by Lauren Manning and would LOVE a copy of her book to have an insight into the madness. Amazing courage it must have taken!!

I was at work when a co-worker coming in later than I said they had just heard something on the radio about the World Trade Center. We turned on the television and were trying to make sense of what we were seeing. The moment that was life-changing for me was the second plane crashing into the tower - and knowing at that moment - this IS an attack. I was over 1,000 miles away, but any amount of safety I had or thought I had was gone in that instant. I think that is a feeling that all of America shared on September 11th and the days following.

My most vivid memory is turning on the television just in time to see the building go up in flames. I sit engulfed in the TV scenes the rest of the day and week.

Just watched the View and Lauren
Manning was their guest. She shared what she remembered from that day.
I would love to read her story. She
certainly is an inspiration.

I remember that day vividly. I was sitting on my couch, nursing my 6 day old daughter. I remember being so shaken by the images of people falling/jumping from the building.
GOD bless America!

The memories that haunt me most are seeing the people trapped above the fires hanging out the windows and the chilling thuds as they hit the ground after jumping. There was an overwhelming feeling of helplessness and sadness to see this horrifying coverage on TV. Part of me wanted to turn it off but then again I just could not comprehend what I was seeing. I realized that the terrorists could destroy buildings and lives but they could not diminish the American spirit. The US flag was flying everywhere as a reminder of the pride we have for our country and how we can overcame this tragedy.

I think seeing the first building collapsing. I was watching it with my elementary students and was speechless.

The debris cloud that resulted when the first tower fell chasing people ahead of its wake as they ran for air and safety.

You are so beautiful...on the inside and outside. You are such an inspiration to all. I admire your strength and courage and inner passion for coming through this and being so strong.

the people who jumped rather than burn.
so sad, so chilling, so terribl

On this eve of 9/11, the pictures that still bother me are the ones of people jumping from the twin towers. What were they thinking? Was jumping a better option than staying in the building(s)? How sad@

Several images by photographer James Natchwey for Time Magazine have been etched in my mind since that fateful day in 2001. Fourteen of his images can be found in a photo essay entitled "Shattered" on the magazine's web site. "Collapse" shows the south tower as it falls. In the foreground is a cross. Perhaps the most compelling of his shots is the one entitled "Shattered" in which he trains his lens on firefighters amid the rubble of the towers. His point of view? Through a jagged hole in what is left of a building's wall.

Seeing the planes hit and knowing people were trapped and burning alive.

the sound of the bodies from the people jumping when they hit the glass or ground

Seeing people jump from that height in a bid to save their lives. One runs from burning alive and decides to jump to their death. It was not a question of survival; but rather the choice of one's route to their death. To me, that was chilling!!!!!!!