Five years….
I was a sophomore in high school, first period. I was in my computer information systems class, surfing Neopets while pretending to work on my MOUS certification work. The kid sitting next to me had, by chance, gone onto cnn.com and saw the breaking news on the front page. He pointed it out to me, and I pulled off my headphones and shrugged.
“Aren’t the World Trade Centers in a no-fly zone?” I asked.
“Yea probably.” He responded. We figured it was some kind of malfunction with a plane, and thought nothing more of it. I moved on to second period, I was in a computer academic program and had my first three classes with the same people. Geometry was next. I remember going to the bathroom, and I thought it odd that all the classrooms I passed had their TVs on. At this point I was curious as to what was going on, and brought it to the attention of my Math teacher when I got back. He looked kind of irritated with me- as if I was trying to get out of the lesson or something. But maybe ten minutes later, our principal came on over the loudspeaker, telling all the teachers to turn on the TV. Less than a minute later, the second plane hit, and we all watched in shock, none of us really sure what to think. Every TV station, and radio station was the same thing. None of us really knew what to think, but we all knew something was really, really wrong.
I don’t think anything could have prepared us for what the next few days would bring.
Autumn Orchard Community Member 
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