I was in 9th grade. First period was gym class and we were outside, so I didn't know anything about it until second period. I walked into my english class and the TV was on. I walked into that class just a few minutes after the second tower was hit.

We sat around the rest of the day watching the news, speculating who it was and whether our city might be a target. It seemed very surreal that day and it still does today when I think back on it.


My girlfriend's sister worked in a building across from the WTC. She was late to work that morning. Her building didn't collapse, but it was completely destroyed by the collapse of the towers.