Where were you when 9/11 happened?

Where were you when 9/11 happened?
>6th grade history class
I was sitting class and suddenly listening to my history teacher when another teacher opens the classroom door and sort of just pokes his upper torso in. He was a top bald with a ponytail brown haired man in his 50s with glasses and a goatee. He says, "Turn on the tv" and then left. I could hear him going from classroom to classroom down the hallway to tell them the same. My history teacher, an obese brunette white woman in her 60s who was basically confied to her chair, turns on the tv (a small black crt sittong on a metal rack affixed to the upper corner of the room) and I just remember seeing the buildings burning as the newsfeed played. After that, I honestly don't remember much. Maybe it was because of shock? I can't recall any specific moments, but no one really knew what was going on. It was just really random and baffling at the time. We didn't know if there were going to be more attacks, who it was, if we were at war. I think the school sent us home early shortly after the news broke out. I seem to recall my teacher turning off the television when people started jumping out of the building, but I'm not sure. My recollection of the event is more emotional than cerebral. Even back then everyone immediately knew that the old world had ended. Pax Americana was dead.

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>"Turn on the tv" and then left.
Make sure to traumatize the kids

I didnt exist yet

I don't remember.
I was probably at school or something.

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At school, 5th grade. They didn't tell us about it until the end of the school day, so it didn't disrupt everything.

21 years old sleeping off a bender. Dad came home from work, I said idgaf and went back to sleep

I'd like to add I didn't understand any of the implications at the time, or even what the WTC was.

Boot camp. I was in the preliminary shit, classes on bullshit like suicide prevention. Drill Sergeant comes in and stops the thing and says "THE WTC HAS JUST BEEN HIT BY TWO PLANES" and then turned on the footage, but not before randomly selecting me and three others to stick on the road with unloaded rifles and a mirror on the stick - we were supposed to check for bombs under cars coming into Ft. Benning.
Bunkmate later tried killing himself, guess I should have stayed in the class.

I went homeand wanted to watch some tv, but my parents where glued to it already and then the second plane hit. I just thought that it is a cool movie. After a while i got bored and went to play with my hotwheels

I was in Toronto staying at a family member's place with my mom on the way back from a summer in Europe to visit family.

I was already a week late for school, but then shutting down the flights made us even later to get home to BC. So I couldn't talk about it with my friends. I really just couldn't make sense of it at that age (I was 9).

It was fuking hot...I remember waking up and thinking "damn, it's another ass hot day.. I hate Toronto so much."

Then I saw it on the TV and literally couldn't make much sense of it. Like I understood the physics of it, but the death and the political implications were above my paygrade at the age.