I was on the way to the Pentagon to finish up a job in the Photo Lab. I was sitting on the WW bridge when the plane hit. Needless to say I didn't get there and I couldn't get my tools for two mounths.

I was in 8th grade history class, the teacher left the classroom for approx. 10 minutes, he came back in and told us something had happened and it would change our lives, throughout the day, students were getting picked up by their parents and we were all wondering what was going on as the school would not release the information. The other thing I remember was the police cars, about 30 miles away to the west, Flight 93 crashed. We looked at the trajectory of the plane and if it would of been in the air a few minutes longer it would of passed just to the south of our house then. I have been to the Flight 93 memorial, it is very sad, but it gives hope that there are people out there who are willing to sacrifice their lives to save another.

I was in the 3rd grade, nobody told us what happened and my mom and dad came to pick me up early. I was just excited to get to go home early, but I remember my mom being pretty distraught when that second plane hit.

Freshman year in highschool, first period, English class.

All the other schools were having their parents come get them and doing air raid drills, but ours made us stay and continue the day normally. Needless to say, we didn't do anything

I was in prison... The muslims were attacked by other inmates once word spread the attackers were muslim. Whole joint went on lock down for 2 weeks.

I was in first block art class senior year of high school. We got word of the trade centers being hit by a plane and turned on the news just in time to see the second tower get hit and all the aftermath from then on. One of those days I'll never forget where I was or what I was doing.

I was in 5th grade! I remember the teacher started crying when she turned the TV on.

11 years old in 6ht grade math class.

I was in 6th grade at the time. My older brother and I used to watch the news before leaving to school. That day, I was just getting out of the shower when he called me over to take a look. I got to watch the second plane hit the WTC. That scene totally shocked me, as I had seen something terrible that hopefully no one will ever have to see or live through again. Later when I got to school, I was asking friends if they've seen the attacks. No one had any idea of what I was talking about. The school day just went by like any other.