Hey, it's 9/11

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I was 4, probably shitting my pants or eating some random stuff I found on the ground

>>39663577
spotted

I was probably shitting my pants as well.

>elementary
>recess
>get pulled out
>mom here
>think I have a dentist appointment and get nervous
>mom in tears
>get home
>dad hugs both of us
>see fox talking towers
>go to room and feed fish

>be 7
>come home to play Pokemon stadium after we got let out early
>mom is glued to tv
>not a fucking soul is moving outside, people literally sitting in their car on the street listening to the radio
>mom doesn't move for like 8 hours and is just sitting their chain smoking
>didn't get to play Pokemon stadium
Pretty shitty day desu

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>>39663577
checkin checked my man

High school as well. I definitely didn't understand the gravity of it for quite a while, weeks or months maybe. Mostly I was thinking, well that sucks, but I don't know anyone in NYC, or know anyone who knows anyone in NYC so I'm not super sad about it.

>Sixth grade homeroom
>Announcement
>Vague about details, mention an attack
>The next day mandatory assembly
>No one is allowed to make fun of the 3 kids that lost parents that day

I had been in one of those towers, 92nd floor months prior