Curly Top
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I was at my new home which we'd been living in for about a month after returning from living for a year in New York. We lived in a flat about five blocks away from the twin towers.
My husband phoned me from central London to put the TV news on. At the time, the news team believed it was an random but horrific accident, but I saw on TV in real time the second plane go into the tower. It became apparent that that this was an unprecedented act of terrorism. Then the cameras moved towards the streets I had recently walked with my young children and I saw the carnage and screams. It was surreal seeing the place I'd recently spent time (there were shops and coffee shops at the bottom of the towers) being attacked in such an appalling way.
As a previous poster said, it was hard to take your eyes off the screen. It just didn't feel real - more like a hideous film.
My husband phoned me from central London to put the TV news on. At the time, the news team believed it was an random but horrific accident, but I saw on TV in real time the second plane go into the tower. It became apparent that that this was an unprecedented act of terrorism. Then the cameras moved towards the streets I had recently walked with my young children and I saw the carnage and screams. It was surreal seeing the place I'd recently spent time (there were shops and coffee shops at the bottom of the towers) being attacked in such an appalling way.
As a previous poster said, it was hard to take your eyes off the screen. It just didn't feel real - more like a hideous film.