We did this in psychology. Flashbulb memory yadda yadda.

I was coming down the stairs in my PJ's when I heard some heavy conversation in the sitting room, and one of my sister's told me she died as I was walking down the stairs. Then I just kinda stopped and added it all up. At that age though, it didn't mean alot to me sadly, but I am much more aware of the scope of the incident now.

9/11 - I'd just come home from school. Funnily enough, while I was turning the key in the front door, I was staring in through my sitting room window and thought my mum was watching some kind of action film or something. When I found out what it really was, I was wishing she had been.