Shooting in Paris
In the past three hours, Paris experienced an unprecedented terrorist attack causing 18 deaths with dozens wounded. I am writing my blog post now in my hostel in Portugal. Safe and Sound.
I cannot express how much my heart has broken after seeing an attack like this happening in my favorite city. Messages from all over the world flooded into my phone immediately after the attack took place. I worried about my friends while my friends worried about me. I had a feeling that I want to go back to Paris and stay in my host family’s place. It is not until this moment did I realize how much I love the city and how much I have already built up my own little community there.
Friends came to me telling me that the shooting just happened next door, some told me that they knew exactly where the cafe was where the shooting happened, and some told me that their friends can’t even get home after the shooting took place. I am completely speechless after all of this accident.
Just now as I was writing this blog post, my friend told me that more than 140 people died in attack. I am thankful to be away, yet I feel guilty to not be in the city. I am shocked, speechless, astonished, confused, angry, fierce and depressed. My heart goes to those who were hurt during the attack.
It is also my birthday today even though I have lost all the mood I should have. I am extremely thankful to have received all the messages from friends, family, school, and my communities. It makes me realize my existence.