I was living in Astoria at the time. I just moved in two weeks ago and started my new job a few before. I didn’t need to go to work until 10. My job was located in Midtown. I shared my apartment with 3 others. They all worked outside of Manhattan. It was around 9:00 when my roommate Devin called me about the incident. I rushed up to the roof of my apartment building, where you could see the entire skyline of Manhattan. I’ll never forget seeing a big ball of fire rise from the south tower. My phone blew up with calls but I didn’t answer a single one. I was in shock. And I probably stayed on the roof for 5 hours. I was scared to be working in New York, so a month later I moved out of the city and eventually found a decent paying job upstate. I recently visited NYC for the first time since I moved out, the first place I went, ground zero.