I was home (west coast) from my first year of college, taking a break to go serve a mission for my church. I didn’t have a job, had slept in and my sister knock

I was home (west coast) from my first year of college, taking a break to go serve a mission for my church. I didn’t have a job, had slept in and my sister knocked on my door and said “Wake up! Someone’s bombed the World Trade Center” I had a TV in my room, and turned it on to follow what was going on. I do remember being horrified seeing people leap from the building. It took a while to understand what was going on. The rest of the day is a blur, until going to an impromptu church meeting to try and process the events of the day.