Diario de un rebelde

Today a new terrorist act has changed thousands of lives, has changed a country, has changed the world.
Who can look at these pictures and not cry?? Who is so evil that want this tragedy to happen??
My life won´t ever be the same!!! I was afraid to get out of my house this morning. The sound of the ambulance and the police cars woke me up. At the same time one of my friends from the south of Spain gave me a call to my cell phone. She was freaking out, and afraid of us. She wanted to know if I was ok. Since then my day has got a dark colour. I could not watch the tv without crying.
Fifteen bombs in three different places had exploted at the same time in three different trains. Trains full of people who was just trying to go to their jobs, to their schools, to live and enjoy life one more day; but someone didn´t think that was a good idea.
200 people is dead right now, and 1200 are in hospital and some of them won´t see the precious sun again.
I took the bus to go to college. I was afraid to get out of my house. My mom called me cause she didn´t want me to get out. But I had to. I didn´t know what I was gonna do. But I couldn´t stay at home any longer. Some of my teachers were crying and they didn´t feel like giving us class. Understandable! So I just tried to look for some place where I could give blood. Where I could feel useful and not useless as I feel right now, because I can´t do anything to stop this world going crazy!! Now it is when I realize how small I am compare to the crazyness of this world called Earth.
In the bus nobody was talking. You could feel the fear, you could see it in their eyes. Silence, that was all you could hear.
On the street desperated people was trying to call their relatives and see how they were doing. But the cell phone system was full and it was impossible to give anyone a call. The fear and the panic was all I could feel in the environment.
I couldn´t give blood, there were too many people, finally something I could be proud of.
Back to my house my mom was crying my dad didn´t say I word... I felt how my heart stopped beating; at the same time the heart of tons of children that this morning just wanted to go to their school, stopped beating too.
Women pregnant, humble men who just were going to their jobs to earn some money for their families, moms, dads, sons, daughters, brothers, sisters... these are the people that today have been murdered. These are the people who have stoled a piece of my heart to take it with them to somewhere else.
But who cannot cry!!! Today Madrid has lost 200 people, I have lost hopes, strength, I have lost a huge piece of my heart.
GOD BLESS THEM ALL!!!