[Error: unknown template qotd]My first boyfriend and I were attending Penn State University and working 3rd shift at the State College Parking Garages as Booth Attendants. We just got off work at 7am and were heading to bed. After just getting asleep, his mother called and said that some kind of plane hit the first World Trade Center tower. We turned on the tv and saw the first tower and the destruction that existed. While watching, we saw ANOTHER plane strike the other tower. It was sad but exciting? I know it sounds wrong but it was like watching a Science Fiction movie. Then the Pentagon was hit and then the plane crashed here in Pennsylvania. We went to his Aunt and Uncle's for the remainder of the day and then saw Building 7 collapse from unstablity in NYC. It's definetly a day I'll never forget.