I was running late for class, it was 8:45 and my Prob & Stat class started at 9:15. I sat there for a minute debating on wether or not to skip. I decided not to. I jumped in my car and rushed toward East Tenn. State Univ. I made it with a few minutes to spare, as I took my seat everyone was transfixed on the gaping hole in tower one. I ask the guy next to me what had happened. He said a plane hit the tower. Then the news reporter started talking about the pentegon, I thought you can’t see the World Trade Center from the Pentegon ! It took a minute for the realization to hit, my heart sunk to my knees the thought of someone doing this! All I could think was to get home and hug my little girl and to call my best friends in Northern Virginia to see if they’re o.k. I couldn’t get through, I wanted to hear there voices. It took me 2 days to get through, everyone was safe. Over the next few hours all I did was cry. I know that my little story nothing compared to those who lost loved ones ! I at least wanted to share where I was and what I was doing.