I was sitting in my 8th grade English class and my teacher had it turned on. I remember the entire classroom being silent, just watching what was going on. We watched the second plane hit and shortly afterwards my mom checked me out. Shortly after we got home, they were falling. The rest of the day and the few afterward were spent watching nonstop news. I didn't know anyone personally affected by it, but I cry every time I hear the songs, see the movies, or watch the footage.

It's a day I'll remember for the rest of my life.