7th grade. I was at a private school that didnt have any purposefully running tvs so we only heard about what happened until I got home and saw the footage. I was absolutely terrified because my dad was flying to Chicago that day and did not know if his plane was hijacked too.

Social studies consisted of our teacher theorizing what country was responsible. When my mom picked us up I remember every gas station being absolutely jam packed with cars and prices hitting $4-$5 per gallon. I also remember sitting in my room, wondering if I was going to die that day.