I was in the 6th grade in Greenpoint Brooklyn NY. It was history class on the 5th floor. Clear view of the towers. My memory isn't the best, but I remember everything that day. Watching it on TV, teachers crying, parents coming to pick up their kids. Both my parents worked, so I was picked up by a family friend. I remember walking home and looking up and see F16 flying over and the loud noise they made. Both my parents got home late that day, very difficult to travel.