I Am
By: Karen Anderson

I am an innocent bystander running from the flames.
I wonder how someone could do this.
I hear the heart of America shattering into thousands of pieces.
I see the souls of the dying flying up to the heavens above.
I want to help, but I'm too frightened.
I am an innocent bystander running from the flames.

I pretend this is all just a bad dream.
I feel the icy cold of death breathing down my neck.
I touch the fingertips of souls yearning to be alive.
I worry that there will be no survivors.
I cry for the families of the victims.
I am an innocent bystander running from the flames.

I understand that life isn't always fair.
I say we pay back who has done this.
I dream of the day these people are brought to justice.
I try to help those who are too shocked to move.
I hope everyone is all right.
I am an innocent bystander running from the flames.

I Am
by Jasmine Wilborn

I am a motherless baby girl
I wonder what is going on
I hear people screaming
I see God’s hand towards the people
I want this to stop
I am a motherless baby girl

I pretend to lye in my mothers arms
I feel her warming love
I touch ashes on the road as I look for her
I worry this tragedy will never end
I cry knowing that my mother is gone
I am a motherless baby girl

I understand that my father is here for me
I say she is in a better place
I dream of being with her again
I try to let life go on
I hope God will help me understand why she had to go
I am a motherless baby girl

I Am
by Le-An McVey

I am a mother to be on floor 93
I wonder why this has to be
I hear screaming co-workers all around me
I see my friends jumping from the windows
I want to survive, but I know I probably won’t
I am a mother to be on floor 93

I pretend this isn't happening
I feel my baby kicking, innocent of the horror going on
I touch the wall to hold myself up
I worry about my husband when he finds out
I cry, knowing I’ll never be a mother
I am a mother to be on floor 93

I understand that no one’s life will ever be the same
I say God help me
I dream of a happier place
I try to get down the stairs
I hope it’s not to late
I am a mother to be on floor 93

I Am the Flag
By Kristin Arie

 I am the flag, see my colors, red, white, and blue.
 I wonder why this is happening to us.
 I hear the distance screams and sobs coming from my people.
 I see billows of dark smoke and ashes flood the city streets.
 I want to stand strong for the people that are hurting.
 I am the flag, see my colors, red, white, and blue.

 I pretend this is all a dream, I will wake up soon.
I feel the pain of hot ashes touching my brilliant colors, only to burn my soul.
I touch the thick, smoky, breeze that fills this city.
I worry if this is ever gonna end.
I cry to think that people are still trapped inside.
I am the flag, see my colors, red, white and blue.

I understand that I am a symbol of freedom and prosperity
I say stand strong my people, it will all be over soon.
I dream of hope, and strength through this time of turmoil.
I hope that we Americans will stand strong and remember who we are.
I am the flag, see my colors, red, white, and blue.

I Am
by Jacentha Hammond

I am moving slowly down a crowded stairway of the World Trade Center.
I wonder will I be able to escape this nightmare I seem to be living.
I hear the piercing screams for help, but I still refuse to give up.
I see the tears of many around me.
I want to go back in time an erase this horrific tragedy.
I am moving slowly down a crowded stairway of the World Trade Center.

I pretend to believe that the worst is yet to come.
I feel exhausted and frightened.
I touch the nervous and trembling hand of my friend next to me.
I worry about the building collapsing or a fire starting in the stairway.
I cry because I am confused and terribly frightened.
I am moving slowly down a crowded stairway of the World Trade Center.

I understand God is with me.
I say that it is in His hands.
I dream about what I would’ve been doing if this had not happened.
I try to comfort my friend next to me but can’t because I'm just as scared as she is.
I hope that I will live to see tomorrow.
I am moving slowly down a crowded stairway of the World Trade Center.

I Am
 by Erin Bryant

I am an average American scared forever by September 11th,
I wonder how hate can engulf a heart to such extremities,
I hear screaming and wailing all around me,
I see everyone run for cover as the south tower collapses,
I want to drape a protective blanket over all whom were hurt,
I am an average American scared forever by September 11th,

I pretend this is a nightmare; please, someone wake me up,
I feel my heart in my throat as I realize what has just happened,
I touch your cheek and wipe the tears from your eyes,
I worry that this is just the beginning and such devastation will visit us again,
I cry because I will never see your face again,
I am an average American who is scared forever by September 11th,

I understand that horrible things happen all the time but why does this hurt so bad?
I say that unity will make us stronger,
I dream of peace and an empty graveyard,
I try to help you but your breathing shallows,
I hope. We all hope. That‘s all we need,
I am an average American scared forever by September 11th.

I Am
By: Diane Saulters

I am one of the many who will die
 in the World Trade Center.
I wonder why it has to end this way.
I hear the prayers being said by those
who surround me.
I see what hatred can do to the innocent.
I want to tell my family that I love them one last time.
I am one of the many who will die
in the World Trade Center.

I pretend that I am with my family instead
of sitting in this stairway.
I feel as if I have been cheated out of my life.
I touch the realm between reality and fantasy.
I worry how my family will deal with my death.
I cry for all the children who will lose a parent today.
I am one of the many who will die
 in the World Trade Center.

I understand that it is my time to leave this world.
I say to the people around me that we will be remembered.
I dream of the fresh air that I will never breathe again.
I try to comfort others in our time of peril.
I hope that one day the people who did this will be caught.
I am one of the many who will die
in the World Trade Center.

I Am
by Kristy Broome

I am a firefighter, who saved many lives on that fateful day.
I wonder how many more will die before this is over.
I hear people crying out for help.
I see lots of pain on the victim’s faces.
I want to wake up and it all is a dream.
I am a firefighter, who saved many lives on that fateful day.

I pretend to be strong, but all I want to do is sit down and cry.
I feel the heat from the fiery rubble scorching my skin.
I touch many hearts across America with my bravery.
I worry I may not make it out alive.
I cry out to God in prayer.
I am a firefighter, who saved many lives on that fateful day.

I understand that bad things happen sometimes.
I say everything happens for a reason.
I dream of life without all the pain and suffering.
I try to help everyone I can.
I hope we take Bin Laden out for doing this.
I am a firefighter, who saved many lives on that fateful day,
September 11, 2001.

I Am
by Lacey Carey

I am a person that jumped from the eightieth floor
I wonder if I would have lived if I had jumped
I hear nothing but air
I see ashes all around
I want to live
I am a person that jumped from the eightieth floor

I pretend there is something soft that I am going to land on at the bottom
I feel very scared
I touch nothing
I cry because of what this is going to live
I cry because of what this is going to do to our country
I am a person that jumped from the eightieth floor

I understand this happened this happened for a reason
I say I am going to be ok
I dream of going to home to my children
I try not to cry
I hope I am going to live
I am a person who jumped from the eightieth floor

     I Am a Firefighter
     Joey Panquerne

 I am a firefighter that was going up the stairs instead of down.
 I wonder if I could have saved more people.
 I hear screaming coming from all the floors.
 I see people crying as there running down the stairs.
 I want to be a hero.
 I am a firefighter that was going up the stairs instead of down.

 I pretend like nothing can harm me.
 I feel like I'm dong the best I can do.
 I touch peoples hearts with my heroic deeds.

 I worry about the safety for the people in the towers.
 I cry for all the loved ones that were lost in this tragedy
 I am a firefighter that was going up the stairs instead of down.

Lonely Tear Drop
by Amber Sumrall

I am only a lonely tear drop from a 6-year-old’s eye
I wonder whey she sits and cries, only to find out that she and her father just said their last goodbyes
I hear her mother comforting her kids
As I see my relatives falling from her eyelids
I want to become Super Tear and bring her father back again, because I don’t want my little friend to cry
But I am only a lonely teardrop from a 6-year-old’s eye

I dream it is her 16th birthday and her daddy hands her a diamond ring
I feel me rolling down her cheek, but this time I “Bling”
I fall to the floor…
I worry because it’s silent
I feel a foot walk across me, and I wonder why all of a sudden  the room got so quiet
I then realized my dream wasn’t about a ring, it was about that day the phone went “Bring, Bring”
And, my little friend suddenly realized that her father had his wings

I understand life will go on, but I don’t want to leave my friend all alone
I try to rest on her cheek, but she slowly wipes me away
I whisper to myself I don’t want my friend to cry
But I am only a lonely teardrop from a 6-year-old’s eye

    I Am a Passenger on Flight 11
     By: Keshia Watts

   I wonder why everyone is screaming.
   I hear God saying its time to go.
   I see my life flashing before me.
   I want this to hurry up and end.
   I am a passenger on flight 11

   I pretend this is not going on.
   I feel my body burning in flames
   I touch God’s hand as he holds it out for me.
   I worry about my family.
   I cry knowing that I am going to die.
   I am a passenger on flight 11.

   I understand I have to go.
   I say I will be in a better place.
   I dream to see my family again.
   I try to deal with the pain.
   I hope my family will be all right.
   I am a passenger on flight 11.

I Am
by Brandon Lowrey

I am Chris, I am 10 years old, and standing here alone.
I wonder what’s going on.
I hear people screaming.
I see people crying.
I wanted to help but I was stunned.
I am Chris, I am 10 years old, and standing here alone.

I pretend I'm not there but people are pushing me down.
I feel my legs going numb and I fall to the ground.
I reach to grab my mom by the hand but she wasn’t there.
I wanted to cry her name but I was scared.
I am Chris, I am 10 years old, and standing here alone.

I understand what is happening now, I'm now looking down on the people hurting from torment.
I have always dreamed of being higher than the skies.
I realize I am still reaching for my moms hand and she grabs it.
I am Chris, I am 10 years old, and I'm no longer standing alone.

I AM
by Christina Fralick

I am the child of a father missing in the rubble on September 11th,
I wonder if I will ever see my daddy again,
I hear my daddy’s screams as he tries to dig his way out of the rubble,
I see my daddy bread through the rubble and ash as he screams for help,
I want to feel his arms around my scared little body,
I am a four-year old child of a daddy missing in 9/11,
I pretend to know that my daddy will come home someday,
I feel his gentle touch comfort me at night when I lay alone in his bed dreaming of him,
I touch his warm gentle arms around my scared little body as I awake from my nightmare of his never coming home,
I worry that I will never feel the touch of my daddy again,
I cry at night as I relive 9/11,
 I understand why everyone is horrified by this act of terrorism,
I say I would do anything to just see my daddy again,
I dream of my daddy breading his way through the rubble and coming home soon,
I try not to cry in front of my friends and family, I hope to one day be with my daddy again, wherever he is,
I am the four-year old little girl of a missing daddy on 9/11.

I Am
by Tim Davis

I am a lonely, black SUV parked by the WTC Towers.
I wonder if they will hold up in the fiery heat.
I hear the cries of people in pain.
I see the plane coming at an enormous rate of speed.
I want to help, but I can’t.
I am a lonely, black SUV parked by the WTC Towers.

I pretend that I am not seeing this happen.
I feel the hat of the flames.
I touch the hot pavement covered in ashes.
I worry if everyone will survive.
I cry because I think that I want make it.
I am a lonely, black SUV parked by the WTC Towers.

I understand that this is hard times for everyone.
I say I hope everyone will survive.
I dream that I'm burning in hell.
 I try to run but I can’t.
 I hope that I survive.
I am a lonely, black SUV parked by the WTC Towers.

I Am
by Shaun Goolsby

I am a person caught in The World Trade center who is scared and alone.
I wonder why it has to end like this.
I hear the sound of the metal beams straining to hold up the floors above us.
I see senseless death and destruction all around me.
I want to escape and be with my family in our nations time of crisis.
I am a person caught in the World Trade Center who is scared and alone.
 I pretend that none of this had happened and everything is as it was yesterday.
I fell upset for I will never see my family and friends again.
I touch the faces of my children in a photo that I carry with me always.
I worry for them for I feel that they will not be able to stand my absence from them.
I cry at the thought of it having to end this way.
I am a person caught in the World Trade Center who is scared and alone.
 I understand that I don’t have no choice except my fate and hope to be able to meet them at the gates of heaven and watch over them until then.
I say that I could have more time with them when I had the chance.
I dream that I could have been with my children watching their bright smiling grow older everyday.
I try to make the best of what little time I have left on this earth.
I hope that the people of the United States can overcome this obstacle and continue to prosper, as they have always been able to do in the past.
I am a person caught in the World Trade Center who is scared and alone.

I Am…
by Sean Christopher Wakeland

I am an American, full with rage, and
I wonder why this is so.
I hear the cries of anger peel,
I see our sorrow grow.
I want the pain to leave us, though.
I am an American, full with rage.

I pretend that I am there that day,
I feel the thund’ring blast.
I touch the faces of the hurt,
I worry this day’s my last.
I cry the destruction dealt on us.
I am an American, full with rage.

I understand that time will heal,
I say I won’t lose face.
I dream that liberty will prevail,
I try to keep my faith.
I hope that justice will be served.
I am an American, full with rage.

      I Am
by Blake Riley

 I am a rescue K-9
 I wonder when we will get to rest
 I hear people crying for help
 I see piles off mangled steel
 I want to find every person that I can
 I am a rescue K-9

 I pretend not to be tired
 I feel sorry for the victims of 9-11
 I touch things in the ruble
 I worry we won’t find everyone
 I cry thinking about how someone could do this
 I am a rescue K-9

 I understand that this really happened
 I say that we will get revenge
 I dream that this never happened
 I try to stay calm
 I hope this gets over soon
 I am a rescue K-9

I Am
by Cody Harris

I am just a person on the sidewalk
I wonder what happened and led up to this
I hear the cries of the people falling 4 or 5 stories to their death
I see the smoke coming from the towers
I want o help and make everything better
I am just a person on the sidewalk

I pretend this never happened
I feel the pain of everyone lost
I touch the faces of everyone as they fear death
I worry about my son or your daughter at school
I cry for the younger generation growing up in this world
I am just a person on the sidewalk

I understand this could have been prevented, but wasn't
I say the Lord will guide us through this
I dream that our families will not be put through this
I try to take hate out of our children's heart
I hope that they never have to go through anything like this
I am not just a person on the sidewalk
I am an AMERICAN!!!

I am
By: Christian Baker

I am too young and kind to have such a burden on my mind
I wonder if my dad will come home to me because he is away across the sea
I hear my dad whisper to me be strong son I am doing this for all to be free
I hear the world all happy and free
I want my dad home safe to me
I am too young and kind to have such a burden on my mind

I pretend to hug my dad strong and tight
I feel him hug me with all his might
I touch his face but time will not erase
I worry he won’t come home to me
I cry please let us all be free
I am too young and kind to have such a burden on my mind

I understand how the ohter kids feel
I say don’t worry time will heal
I dream of a world so happy and free
I try to imagine my dad here with me
I hope this will end real soon, I always pray while looking up at the moon
I am too young and kind to have such a burden on my mind

I Am
By: Christian Baker

I am the Twin Towers with many people inside of me
I wonder if they ever knew, that I would ever fall
I hear the voices as I fall
I see the help for the all
I want to stay to help them all
I am the Twin Towers with many people inside of me

I pretend that this never happened
I feel that I am still standing tall
I touch the hearts of them all
I worry about when I fall
I cry for their families
I am the Twin Towers with many people inside of me

I understand why they cry
I say that we will never die
I dream about the people here
I try to stand strong and tall
I hope that we are remembered by all
I am the Twin Towers with many people inside of me

     I Am
     By Lindsey Driskill

I am just a student watching this tragedy take place.
I wonder what’s going through the workers mind as they try to escape.
I hear Lady Liberty cry out for hr people.
I see our Eagle flying over in great sadness.
I want to be there for our people who are in pain.
I am just a student watching his tragedy take place.

I pretend I can reach out and help those people
I feel the sadness of the families who have lost loved ones
I touch the helpless that are screaming in pain
I worry that the people will not escape alive.
I cry as I watch the towers fall.
I am just a student watching this tragedy take place.

I understand that some people in this world are cruel.
I say “pray to God”, and he’ll help you get through.
I dream that one day our nation will come together and “truly” be united as one from what has happened.
I try to be more patriotic and try to stand strong because no terrorists will make me fall.
I hope you will do the same in respect for his day.
I am just student watching this tragedy take place.

     I Am
By Marie Perry

 I am a daughter of an innocent victim.
 I wonder if your ok and when you’ll come home.
 I hear you screaming my name.
 I see you walking towards me like an angel in heaven.
 I want to feel you next to me.
 I am a daughter of an innocent victim.

 I pretend you’re here beside me holding my hand.
 I feel your soft breath against my face.
 I touch your Bible and hope you’ll be back
 I worry you won’t  be coming home, and that you won’t ever
 See you again. I cry when I think about you dying in a fire.
 I am a daughter of an innocent victim.

 I understand by God’s will I may never see you again.
 I say I love you and miss you daddy please come home.
 I dream about you night and day.
 I try to see you in my dreams.
 I hope to see you again daddy.
 I am a daughter of an innocent victim.
 

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