I was in 4th grade, living in Pennsylvania, thankfully away from where Flight 93 crashed. I walked into my homeroom, and everyone was watching the news. We all saw the second plane hit. The teacher and the students started crying, and we were sent home shortly after. My mom picked me up, and she was crying. When we went home, we watched the news for the rest of the day. RIP to all the victims of 9/11.