I was a middle schooler in English class when someone came in and said planes hit towers in New York. To tell ya the truth, had never heard of the towers and when I heard it was terrorists... I had no clue what they were haha. My memory is not that great, so I don't remember too much about it, but I do remember my mother being extremely upset... especially after learning one had hit the Pentagon as a family member worked there.
The days following, though, were weird as I remember them clearly. Had never seen so many people (even kids) who just seemed so lost in about everything. I mean we were 11 and 12 and for the most part innocence was still there, but I think in a way that kinda broke it as we learned what happens in the world outside of our little classroom.
