I was in my english class when another teacher came into the room and told us to turn on the television. We saw the buildings burning, and I had no idea the magnitude of the situation. I had never even heard of the world trade center until that day, and I wondered what the fuss was about. Then there was a phone call to the classroom telling my teacher to turn the television off. Classes went on like nothing had happened. We had an assembly at the end of the day telling us what had happened, but I still didn't get it. I think I even got in trouble for talking to my friend about some boy that was looking at her.
I went home, and the situation had changed. My Dad made me go to the grocery store to buy canned food. All of a sudden I was scared.
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