I remember i had just started 9th grade. I was 14 and in my second hour algebra class the teacher had the tv on for the entire period. I didn’t know what the world trade center was but i knew it must’ve been really serious because we weren’t doing class work. All the kids were talking and not paying attention. I was watching but didn’t quite know the full extent. There was one boy who was so interested in the tv. He was so shocked and knew how important this was. By third hour I was in science class and the PA was constantly going off calling students to the office with their belongings. I didn’t understand why but i knew it had something to do with the plane crash. Once they called me and my sisters name i knew it was big because our mom was there to get us and she had just come home from working a midnight shift so normally she would’ve been sleeping not walking 2 miles to get us from school. After getting home and finding out how devastating everything was i guess i was emotionally drained so i went to sleep. When i woke up i looked out the window and my heart dropped. I thought the Renaissance Center (GM headquarters) was gone but it was just really foggy and you couldn’t see any tall buildings. I know what i experienced was nothing compared to the heartache others have been thru but that’s what i remember about that day.