I was a junior in high school in Columbus, Ohio. When the news reached our school, many teachers stopped class and brought in televisions to tune into the news. Parents were coming to pick up their children and take them home. People were coming and going and the school was in a bit of a state of chaos. I saw a friend of mine in the hallway who had a car (I did not) and we simply walked out of the front doors and left. On a normal day that would have been impossible. We went to his house and watched the news. I was absolutely terrified and thought for sure that the entire United States was under attack. That afternoon was a blur, but I recall going home at some point and my mother was glued to the television and crying. I remember going to sleep that night and waking up to a loud noise. I can’t remember if it was a storm or not, but I thought for sure that we were being bombed. I was terrified. God bless all of the men and women who died that day. I will never forget what a horrific time that was.