Yeah I was in third grade and I #rihmember my teacher coming into my classroom SCREAMING and crying. I didn't really know what was going on but she eventually calmed down.
Then I remember coming home and both my parents were just watching the news...I think I didn't really process what was going on because I honestly remember not caring. Then my parents explained it to me later that night.
The next day my teacher asked us to do some sort of drawing related to 9/11 and I just remember drawing a building on fire and people jumping out and dying on the ground.(
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I only realized how awful my drawing was when I became older.