Where were you?

Where was I?

I was 10 years old, sitting in Ms. Cain’s 5th grade class. I just remember not understanding the situation but understanding the meaning of “terror”. I don’t think the teachers were allowed to tell us what exactly happened, but everything was paralyzed in our little school. I remember parents coming to get their kids out of class. I remember getting home that evening around 3, and waking my mom (she’s a bartender) to tell her the news. I remember the look on my mom’s face as she began to comprehend, then I remember a long line to get gas. I still think of the day when I drive past where that gas station used to be. My mom got interviewed by the local news while we were waiting. I remember thinking my mom was important because that was the second time she’d been interviewed by the local news in a year.

Where were you?

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