I was in Biology class. I was a freshman in high school, and had only been at that school for a week and a half at the time. Certainly let us see quickly how the school handled stuff

. One of the gym teachers came running in and whispered stuff to the bio teacher, who then turned around and told us he was done teaching. He was WHITE and shaking, and told us we were in for a long, rough day. Homeroom started about 10 minutes after he made that statement, where we watched on the news. Next period during study, a military recruiter who was in the cafeteria (where my study was held) received a cell phone call, went out into the courtyard to take it, and came back in shaking, and crying. About 10 minutes later they finally (probably around 10:15) made an official annoucement that the WTC, and Pentagon had been "bombed". During lunch one of the girls in my grade, from my town, was called down to the office, where they informed her her uncle was in that wing of the Pentagon, and her cousin was in the WTC. They were still missing. Neither ever made it out alive. We did nothing but watch the news all day in all classes, except for gym, where we went outside, with cops watching us, and Army helicopters flying over the city. The eeriest part was the fact that there were no planes flying overhead, and the school is right in the flight path of Manchester Airport. When I got home from school we watched more tv, and tried to get in touch with dad, who was on business in New Jersey at the time, and actually still, at dinner time had not heard about the attacks. As I was going to bed we received a call from my aunt, saying she had just gotten a call from her cousin that he thought their aunt (my great aunt) had been on one of the planes. She needed their phone number so she could find out for sure. Twenty minutes later we received the worst news of the day, and I don't think anyone actually slept that night.