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I was running home because I forgot my clarinet for jazz band practice that morning (lol i was a band geek back then), 7th grade. Since I was late my mom had to drive me back to school. As we pulled out of the driveway, my next door neighbor flies past us in his truck and yells for us to turn on the radio. That was after the first plane hit. When the second plane hit the newscaster on the radio went nuts. All through practice they wouldnt let us turn the TVs on, but my next class and for the rest of the day they let us watch. I was nowhere near new york, but I was truly scared.
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