I was actually getting ready for school (how young i am) and my mom was in hysterics yelling "they're attacking us! they're attacking us!!" she was crying - which i've never seen her done before, and she actually told me she loved me like she meant it. When I turned on the tv, i really didn't believe it - i thought some idiot flying a 4 seater had mistakenly flown into the WTC, but as we both watched the second plane hit the second tower, I knew we were in trouble. My mom fell on my bed and just sat there motionless. I felt extremely bad for her b/c she had just made plans to fly to FL the next week to see her dad in his last month & 1/2 of life. Having to postpone this trip for her... might have meant missing his last full day of life. When I finally got to school, I had been teary-eyed and all the old ladies in the front office asked what was wrong. No one at school had any idea of what was going on. I don't know if I was the initial 1st person to break the news... but when I did, they asked me to just go to class. First 2 hrs were study hall - and that bitch of a teacher wouldn't even let us turn on the TV to see what was giong on. It was only after the first tower fell that I was in a class room with CNN on. A while after I got home from school, my youngest sister, 9 at the time, just came out of left field and told me that we couldn't drive anywhere because the roads were closed, and the roads were closed because all of the abulances had to be on the road because of the hurt people. Then she asked if we were going to be hit next since we live in North East, Maryland (they had just said something about the "NorthEastern" region of the nation on CNN being under alert). It's pretty sad having to explain stuff like this to someone so young who is totally oblivious to everything bad happening in this world. I got a little teary-eyed looking at the news pictures of the memorial service at groung zero today.