I was in my 7th grade English class when we found out. We watched that television all day as the tower collapsed and they tried to save people. 3 days later was also the day my oldest brother joined the Marines, it was definately a day that changed my life.
No. I haven't forgotten. I remember that day perfectly.
I was only in second grade. A lot of kids were getting checked out of school and all the teachers were kind of panicking, but none of them would tell us what was going on. I remember going home and watching the news most. Watching all the firemen clear the debree and parameics carrying bodies on strechers.