we were on the bus goin to school and i think it was around 7:30. I had just woke up to hear on the readio what that a plane had flown into one the towers. Then a little bit later they said another one plane had hit the other towers. By the time i got to school, all the tv's were on, and I think the towers had already collapsed. People were just just wondering what was goin on, cuz nobody was very sure yet. In 1st period i think is when we saw the towers fall. I was happy to see on the screen bethel on the other side of the river nice and safe. In fact, a sister i know was there at bethe that day and she said you could see the bodies droppin even from over there. throughout the rest of the day our teachers couldnt stop talking about pearl harbor or about How "we're americans and this was an attack on all of us!" or trying their best to console their classes. Everybody was afraid of what would be next. Would they attack L.A.? What kind of war would this start? People even kept on talking about a possible WW3. When i got home i just cried and prayed. It was like the world had changed again forever.