I was on the rooftop of my school on September 11th, 2001. I was at 132 East 78th Street between Park and Lexington Avenues when the planes crashed. My school was closed early, and my father rushed from work to pick me up. My family ended up moving out of Manhattan, to Westchester because we did not feel safe living in NYC. My father has several friends that died that day. Never forget and always be grateful for love ones. Wishing everyone safety and peace.