At the beginning of my junior year in high school, in my English class the teachers showed us a video of the towers being hit. The kid next to me imitated the explosion and made a sound and gesture to go with it. He wasn’t the only one, I saw other kids laughing and making fun of it. The girl at the table next to us had to leave the room eventually because apparently she had lost her father on 9/11. This was in New York City, so I couldn’t believe how immature these kids were being!