I was in skool in forth grade. My teachers were in chaos. THey said if your knew anyone that worked in manhatten go to the office. I went downstair and calle dmy mom cause my uncle worked in world trade 7. The small one that wwent down fro no reason. HE got out ok we learned later on that day but while i was coming back from the office i snuck to the roof. By that time one tower went down and i stood there and i watched the other fall and i almost fell with it. The 8th grade teacher ran out of the skool and just drove. She was in another world. Almost everyone in my skool left early. WE werent allowed 2 leavve our classroom without a parent personaly coming up and taking us by the hand. THere are chills running down my spine now and wwhenever i think of this