I didn't hear about it until I got home from school, so probably close to 4:00 in the afternoon. I was in third grade and was 8 at the time. We weren't told anything at school, probably because of our tender age. My dad picked me up from the bus stop and looked sad, but didn't tell me what was going on. The TV was on in the living room and probably within ten seconds of walking in, I witnessed a replay of one of the towers collapsing. Confusion, anger, fear, sadness all entered my mind as my family and I watched the news for the rest of the night. As I tried to get to sleep, I heard what was probably an F-15 or F-16 and got scared. If I was nine or ten years older, I would have probably gone to enlist in the Army the next day.