hetalia | [fanart] September 11, 2001

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[fanart] September 11, 2001

Title: For the Victims
Author/Artist: Me
Character(s) or Pairing(s): America
Rating: PG
Warnings: Very srs bsns
Summary: It's America visiting the fence around Ground Zero

This is a picture for the families and people who died in the World Trade Center on 9/11.

Deviantart link: http://lulz-chan.deviantart.com/art/For-the-Victims-178837480

Oh wow a 9/11 picture.... how serious D:

Anyways here's the story:
I was only 5 years old when it happened but I remember it clearly. First grade just started for me and I was getting ready to go to school in the morning. I was eating breakfast when my dad turned on the tv and started watching the news. I saw the footage of the towers burning and collapsing to the ground. My dad was staring at the tv saying "Oh no... no no no..." I didn't understand the importance of it. I knew something bad happened but I thought it looked like a scene out of a movie. I went to school and everyone was saying "Did you hear the news? Did you hear what happened?" We had an emergency assembly and listened as the teachers discussed the tragedy that had occurred that morning. Still, I could not understand what was so important. Being a little kid in Hawaii, everything seemed so far away and distant. I had never even heard about the Twin Towers and I didn't even know where New York was. Everyone was just freaking out about something that had happened far away while we were all asleep.

Now that I've grown up some, I cry when I watch the videos captured that day. I feel for all the people that were affected by what happened. So that's why I drew this picture. I think it seems like something America would be doing every year. Visiting Ground Zero and just laying out flowers along with everyone else's cards and gifts for all the people lost that day.

I think this is the most emotional drawing I've ever done. I hope you like it.

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Wow, that's a beautiful picture :) I love the messages all over the fence that say "love", "peace" and "hope".

I was 15, almost 16 when it happened, but I still remember it so clearly. I sat in front of the TV all day and cried. It didn't matter that I lived in another country. I still felt pain when I thought about all the lives lost. I still feel it today.

Keep up the good work :)

I was in fourth or fifth grade when it happened. I remembered being at school and hearing everyone talk about the disaster. I didn't understand until I got home and my parents explained it. I remember crying. Thanks for making this picture, it reminds me that our country (not just Alfred, but all of us) really is united in our hope!

Same here! (Well, I didn't cry...) but I did become paranoid for a week about people bombing my house. <<''

I already made my comment on DevArt, but to put it over here as well:
Wow....I forget how young this fandom is at times. I was 18 when it happened, and it was my first week at college...and my first week away from being within walking distance of the skyline view. It was a very difficult day for me as all my family is in the city and I was on my own for the first time ever....I tear up just thinking about about it.

This picture is very pretty, and I think it is a nice tribute that does not get preachy, it's just a simple reminder. Thank you for posting this!

Simple, but lovely piece.

I was in eighth grade at the time, and as soon as I woke up and walking to the living room, my parents and younger sister were already hearing about the first plane on the news. I got there in time to watch the second plane crash. I still cry and get the feeling of dread in my gut whenever I see something about it.

Thank you so much for posting this--it's wonderful ~~and I'm crying again.~~

5? How lucky, I was 12 Dx
Was in the middle of computer class

...I sometimes avoid the internet on 9/11 because of the horrible things people sometimes say about Americans in reference to it.

Makes me glad I found Hetalia. This community is usually pretty okay with Americans. I can go on here and not be insulted because I happened to be born in America.

I was 15, at school. We watched the footage all day. A boy in our class, his dad worked at the Pentagon. When the Principal came to get him, he started sobbing.

Thanks, Canadians, for having our backs that day. You guys are great.

I love your icon, especially for this. I still can't help but tear up during Tom Brokaw's Explaining Canadians thing (which yes I have watched more than once) when 9/11 comes up.

I did the same thing. During the winter Olympics, I listened to that many times over.

I was in... kindergarden. (Yeah, youngfag here.)

We didn't do any work that day. I remember everyone panicing, parents running to get there children. I was so confused. And then when I got home, I saw the buildings burning on TV. I didn't know what was happening.

And now that I'm older, and finally understand why that day was so weird, It makes me so upset. I may not have lost anyone on that day, but what if I had? It could have been anyone.

All the lives lost that day... I can't think about it without crying.

Thank you for posting this, It's a really beautiful picture and it fills me with hope.

Thanks so much for this it's a really nice tribute to wake up to when I also wake up to friends making scathing comments about 9/11 and the TV already replaying scenes from that day. There's a real...ghostly, sad feeling to this piece in it's simplicity and I think that's what makes it all the better. The almost sketchy, 'child-like' coloring also gives a sense of vulnerability that hits somewhere that can't really be put into words.

Thank you.

This was the most beautiful rendition of this scene I've never seen before.

Wow! That's very nice...I really like it. I love the colours, textures, everything. It's gorgeous. <3

It's an unforgettable date, really. Sometimes I feel really uneasy saying my birthday to other people, because September 11th is my birthdate @__@;

But really, beautiful picture. And emotional, like you said. I hope to visit America one day in the future and to see Ground Zero will be one of my first stops.

Happy birthday :]

I was in the third grade when it happened. They didn't talk about it or anything at school, so when I left school to go to this afterschool daycare, there was like, a four-year-old trying to tell me what happened because the t.v's were on at the daycare, but I still didn't understand what happened until I saw the news later on that night. And it didn't even hit me later of the horrors of what happened.

Thank you for drawing this. I think too many people have forgotten.

It's beautiful~ I love it~

I was 13 years old when it happened. I just came back from gym, when i see parents trying to get their kids from school. At the time, i didn't know that the twin towers where called WTC, just Twin towers and That's how people where telling me that it fell. So, i went on my day like an ordinary day, unaware that my city was just Attacked until after school when i saw it on TV. I was so shocked that i didn't know how to feel just blank and 'i-can't-believe-i'm-seeing-this' kind of feeling and stayed glued on the TV all the way to the night.

Seeing videos and photos of that day still haunts me to this day but I love my city more than ever. The people who did this did not succeed on scaring me or breaking me, i came out stronger.

What's more sad about today for me is that today, where i am, is such a lovely day, just like that day was a lovely day before the event appeared.

Amazing.

This picture makes me cry.

This picture is beautiful, and you should be proud of it ♥

I was only 7 when it hapenned, and the only thing I remember is that I stayed home from school that day, crying my eyes out. I'd been scared to death that the terrorists weren't done yet, and that by the end of the day the entire United States would be up in flames...

I'm proud of America, though. We didn't let 9/11 stop us from living; in fact, it made our country stronger. We lost many precious lives that day, and in the months that followed after, but we held strong throughout it all. Nowadays, I think 9/11 stands as a permanent reminder that we're all one nation, and that in times of hardship we can come together and make it through. For that, I'm thankful ♥

This picture is beautiful. So beautiful. Oh jeez, I was in first grade when it happened, so I don't remember too much. I saw a picture of one of the towers burning and I had no clue what was going on, being so young, but I remember my entire family being so confused, so terrified...

I live about two hours from NYC, my grandparents live in the city, and my grandpa was even right near the World Trade Center when it happened. It was horrible for all of us, not knowing whether he was okay, not knowing whether we'd ever see him again. He was fine, though, thank god.

I feel so lucky, sometimes, because I got the chance to visit the Twin Towers before they were attacked. I was five, so once again I don't remember much, but I remember they served French Fries at the very top. They were yummy.

Ahh, sorry, I totally rambled on there. D: I really love the picture, I love the coloring. It's sad, but all of the cards and flowers, they make it seem almost hopeful.

And the people who all pulled together dispite their differences in race or religion, both American and not, to help out the families and victims, thank you all so much.

I had just started first grade when it happened. The only real memories I have are of my teacher coming in the room, crying, and saying, "Kids, sometimes people do bad things....."

The only memory I have after that is seeing a news report a few months later saying we were going to war, and wondering if it'd come to America. I felt scared thinking that.

This is a beautiful drawing. I have no real words to describe it except that.

Very beautiful picture.

I was 10 at the time and we watched it that afternoon (yeah german here). I first thought is this really real? (kinda dumb I know but I just didn't expect something like that) Until then I didn't know the towers but when they fell I was pretty shocked. I actually cried for all those who died.
The next day in school we had a minute in silence to think of the vitims of the day before. we spoke about it the whole day with the teachers.

But the picture is really beautiful.

I was in 7th grade, getting a ride to school from my mom when it happened. Only time I remember hearing about it was not until the middle of the afternoon. All through the morning I was blissfully ignorant to what was happening in the world outside my math workbook. Guess I should say I was lucky for not having TVs with live cable feed in my school because I don't know how either myself or any of my classmates would have dealt with it.

It is a beautiful picture, full of emotion for this date.

I was in fourth grade. At 8:46 AM we heard a loud crash and felt the impact of the sound shake the building. We were in math, so the lesson simply simply for as long as it took for the teacher and her assistant to get us quiet again. At 9:03 AM, it happened again. A few minutes later I happened to glance out the window in the middle of the lesson only to see huge billows of smoke slowly spreading over the city. I just remember screaming before hell broke loose when the rest of my classmates scrambled to see what I had.

The head of the elementary school came in a few minutes later with a grave expression to inform us as calmly as she could what had taken place. I remember passing the rest of the ruined school day in shock as children were taken home by equally shaken parents, until my own mother came to pick me up. We had to cover our faces because there was so much debris and ash floating in the air. We spent the rest of the day together on the couch in stunned horror as we watched the video footage that was on every channel.

It still hurts a great deal to remember. But I can't forget. Thank you for helping others to remember as well with such a beautiful piece of art; it's a very emotional piece for me.

I was in second grade and we were in the middle of spelling test. Then out of nowhere a teacher busts in our class and tells us to turn on the news, and then she ran to more rooms. I had no clue what was going except that I saw two buildings fall, and a third one I didn't see or know about (the Pentagon).

I got home and my parents explained what happened. They were very shaken, even though we live a pretty good distance away from any of the attacks. I remember the news going on about it for months and months, and I thought it was going to be like that forever. Now I saw today on our news channels, they barely had any programming commemorating those who lost their lives nine years ago. Just the History Channel playing a marathon.

Thank you for making this beautiful piece. I think it captures my country's never-ending hope and determination well.

Such a lovely drawing o.o

Beautiful job, I really like it! It's emotional indeed...

I love it. Is this Shanksville? The paper on the roses is a nice touch, too.

Fifth grade. None of us knew. Nobody. Because they wouldn't tell us. They kept it all hidden, from the whole school. Someone walked by the teacher's lounge. Saw them watching TV. Crying. Asked what was wrong. Their response? "Nothing, go back to recess."

I'm still bitter every time I think about it. It just wasn't fair for them to cover it up like that, keep us from knowing when the rest of the nation was mourning. All of you who were told -- you don't know how lucky you are. We were lied to.

We weren't told at my school either, and I was in fifth grade as well. When people were going home, I though everyone had doctor's appointments. >_>

Thank you for doing something in remembrance of this day. :')

I have extremely vivid memories of this day. Let's see...I was in fifth grade. By the time the first plane struck, the superintendent of my district had declared that there was to be no television in any building all day. Therefore, only high schoolers and middle schoolers knew about it, while the elementary schoolers would know nothing until they got home.

However, my class had already known what we were going to do today: one girl I knew had been raising monarch caterpillars/butterflies for some kind of tracking project and, now they they had all emerged from their chrysalises, it was time to set them free and we were going to do it as a class. We even called in a local news station to record it. We set them free, not knowing of what was happening outside of our small town. I had no idea why some of my classmates were going home early. I thought that everyone was having doctor's appointments at the same time.

I find out hours later. I freak out. I now believe that I didn't panic too much because the threat was far enough away from me to feel concerned, but panicked enough that I knew that there was something severely wrong.

One week later, the events still appeared regularly on the news. However, on that local station, they finally showed the footage of us setting the butterflies free. It makes me remember that, although something horrible happened on that day, that class and I are going to have good memories for it, in spite of the tragedy.

Wow...sorry about writing an essay here. Once I get going, I kinda can't stop. xD

I remember watching the smoke from my house.

This is a very sentimental, moving piece. I particularly like the paper wrapped around the roses and America's expression.

This image captures everything about the feeling of yesterday. I wish I had seen it then.

My school had a football game yesterday, and we (my HS Band) had the honor to play the national anthem. When we were done, the players from both teams got into a circle at the center of the field and prayed(which is illegal in my district, but they did it anyways). I started to tear up.

I was in third grade during the event. A teacher ran in and had us listen on the radio. We were sent home just as the second tower feel. That day was tragic, but it made us closer to our neighbors, made us stronger as a country.

Thanks for sharing this with us.

I was in the 2nd grade at the time. Unfortunately, I was there during the attack on the World Trade Center. I was there for a family reunion & we had decided to meet up in the North Tower. & then the attacks came...the way the building shook & trembled...when I close my eyes, I can hear the people screaming, their cries of sorrow, & the prayers being uttered by my relatives. We, luckily enough, made it out in about 30 minutes, due to being about 45 floors up. We were still in the tower when the 2nd plane hit the other tower. I started crying, freaking out, & asking my mom what was going on. She told me to calm down while she, herself, was shaking & trying not to cry. I could hear her voice cracking. When we got to the bottom, we were taken to the nearest ambulance & were checked out. We were still being checked out when the first tower collapsed. The ashes...the dust... I can still feel it in my lungs & taste it in my mouth...It's absolutely terrifying how clear it is in my mind still. It's so bad that I start screaming when I smell smoke. My family & I go back every year to mourn the losses of our fellow Americans.

This picture is absolutely gorgeous...I cried when I saw it...thank you for this great piece of artwork!

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I score TEN for you.

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Scariest day of my life...