This was during my sophomore year. I woke up to get ready to go to school, and went to my parents room to find my dad watching the TV. When I turn to see the TV, I see one of the twin towers on fire. I go to take my shower and return to find the second one is also on fire. The first collapse happened when I was on my way to school, it was a 45 minute trip. For the first half of the day, in every class, the TV was turned on and we just spent the day watching the news on different channels in each classroom to watch the coverage of the attack. It wasn't till Spanish class, which was my third period of the day that I got to see a replay of both towers collapsing.
Can't say I was tense or worried at the time, though I figured that we would be going to war soon. The next few days were spent in certain classes with the TV on, took a whole week for things to return to normal around the school. Kinda sucks...the first time I passed by New York I saw the Trade Center in the distance. I was looking forward to seeing the towers on my next visit to NY...but that obviously ain't gonna happen.
Took me awhile to grip the fact the whole incident had 3000 civilian fatalities. I never would've thought so many lives would be lost at the time. Took me awhile to realize the actual seriousness of the entire incident, but I blame that on having a huge test that week in Spanish that was inevietable.
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