I was supposed to be in school, but I had spent the night before out with my boyfriend and so I slept in. My dad ran in my room and woke me up. I thought it was for school, but it was because the first plane had hit. I got up and ran to the living room and watched the rest unfold with my family. Needless to say, they didn't make me go to school for a few days, and have NEVER been questioned why I wasn't at school that day.