I was in 3rd grade, and I remember it was almost the end of school, yet everyone was leaving. I was confused as to why, and when I got home I saw what had happened. My dad had been on a plane with his boss that day going on a business trip and my mom couldn't get in touch with him, since he was on a plane, then he finally called her after he got off. I've went to ground zero many times after and the shock and eeriness is still there. It always will be.