I was still living at home at the time. I was 20 years old and living in California. I had the day off. I woke up at maybe 8 that morning but hadnt turned on the TV until much later. My mom came home from the dentist and she couldnt talk because her mouth had been pumped up with novicane. So she grabbed a piece of paper and wrote out “planes crashed into world trade center and pentagon.” I was like “huh?” and just looked at her. Then i ran downstairs and turned on the TV and there it was, the World Trade Center on fire. I was glued to the TV for the rest of the day.