it was evening here, in Saint-Pete, and i was in the gym, and so, relaxed, pleased, my mom and i went out to the car and my dad said - you know, this is awful, and told us what happened. we went home just in time to see the last moments on tv...
i will never forget that feeling of fear. For the first time in my life i felt it when we had events in moscow and volgodonsk, and houses blown up in the night, and we organized the night watch around our house.then i knew how was it - to be really afraid... and that day, Sept 11th, i felt that again.

i won't forget those who died there, and those who survived and hepled others...