It was first period, about 20 minutes in, I was about 5 minutes late, so I took the only seat in the back, a old dirty wooden desk. I don’t recall the time, but I decided to look out the window, since my law class was so boring, directly across from my school were the twin towers, the site I saw was horrid; I saw one of the towers on fire. I raised my hand and told my teacher but he said, “Oh Thomas it’s just a movie they’re making. Pay attention.” Not to long after that, I was still looking out the window when I saw a plane crash into the second tower. When I had lunch that day, my uncle who works for a steel and building cleaning company was walking by the school yard I knew immediately what happened. All his friends work across the street, so I just walked out of school and went home. It was the worst day of my life. I’m now 13 and still not comfortable, there are nights when I’m scared straight.