Story 98

October 7th 2023. The awful day that almost everybody is familiar with. But let's go a day before, the 6th. I was at a party and came back home only early in the morning, so I fell asleep immediately. When I woke up on the 7 th , my phone was blown up with messages. I couldn't understand what's happening and the dimension of the event. I was familiar with events like that but never this big. I thought of my family, and we went to lunch like almost every Saturday. Just when we arrived to the restaurant we understood how big this was. The numbers of dead and injured people just kept growing, and we became really scared. I was afraid that terrorists would come to my town, so I kept yelling that we had to go back home. From there it just became worse and worse. I wish to the rest of the world to never go through something like that.