Well, I probably wont forget where I was when the attacks occured. I have the earliest lunch, Period 4 ( 10:10- 10:45) I was in lunch when a guy from my table came in late. He had a small handheld radio in his hand and was babbling something crazy. He was someone you would never want to believe, no matter what he said. But for some reason, what he said I’ll never forget. ” I was up in my teachers room watching TV. The WTC have been attacked, and the pentagon, and another plane has crashed in Pennsylvania.” I was freaked out and couldn’t believe it. I went into the hall and called my mom on the payphone. She told me my dad had to go to NYC on business and she hadnt heard from him. We had no clue where in NYC he was going. It turns out , he was a little late leaving and by the time he got to NYC, he wasnt allowed inside, the bridge was blocked off by police. In all of my classes that day, all we did was watch TV and see the planes hit and rehit the towers over and over. Our principle made a few announcements, and our school went into lockdown. No one could leave or get in. As if terrorists would attack my little suburban high school. Most kids skipped one way or another. I am still thankful to this day that no one I know was hurt, including my dad. But the people whose lives were lost will always be heroes, in everyones hearts.