It was the morning of 911 and i was in my home room English class and when all of a sudden my world civ. teacher came running in and called my english teacher out. My english teacher came in and all of us were bein nosy and wondering what was goin on. A few minutes later my world Civ teacher came back in and told us that a plane just crashed into the World Trade Centers. At the time i didnt really know what they were so i wasnt really worried about it. We then all went into the other room and turned the TV on. There before our eyes we saw a plane running into one of the most important buildings in our country. I was in shock even though i still didnt really know how important and how dangeous this was to the US, but at the time a lot of the students and teachers thought it was a plane malfunction. That was until we saw another plane crash into the other tower. Then we were almost sure that it was a terrorist attack! Our counrty was under attack!

I was soo scared to think about where my mom was and if she was ok or not. She wasnt in NY but I was still afraid and hoped that she was goin to be safe. For the rest of the day I was afraid of what else was goin to happen throughout the day. Then again we heard that the pentagon was also hit by a plane. It was the most chaotic day of my life.

When I got home that day i told my mom that we watched it on TV at school and she told me it was a very important day and explained to me what the towers were. It was all over the news that night i couldnt watch anymore of it because it was so depressing and i had enought for the day. I hardly ate that night then went to bed thinging of all the bad things that happend.