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My entire life I travelled the world living in different
countries. My mother was in the United
States Army and as she was assigned to numerous duty stations, I was subjected
to move every two to three years. My favorite Country I loved to call home was
Belgium. The base was the host to all NATO Countries, which provided me the
opportunity to attend a school with all different nationalities. Learn different cultures and languages as
well. We traveled all around Europe including Spain,
Amsterdam, Rotterdam, Paris, and London. Although I was young, I
have great memories of the historical information I was provided. In 2016 at the age of 8, I was living in Belgium. I experienced a life-changing event.
On March 22, 2016,
was a time that I will never forget. It started as a happy day when I was ready to board the plane leaving Belgium and head to Delaware to spend Spring Vacation with my grandparents whom I had not seen for two years. Unfortunately, the trip never happened. That was the day where terrorists decided to
bomb the Brussels Airport. As we were
waiting at our gate, I heard what was like a loud boom and gunshots. I looked up and all I saw was people running
towards us. At that age, I really didn’t
know what was happening but what stayed with me was being escorted out of the airport
and walking by bodies lying on the floor. Walking through black smoke and
seeing half of the airport missing from the explosion. The challenge I faced after
the attack on the airport was leaving my mother’s side and being able to go
back to school as if everything was ok.
I had separation anxiety when I had to leave my mother and a
fear of airports. I held in a lot of feelings and became an angry child. I
never wanted to talk about what happened.
It wasn’t until I was in the 8th grade three years ago, that
I was made to go to counseling. During
this time, I was able to learn how to deal with my emotions. I was encouraged to talk about the attack
instead of hiding it inside of me. I
learned how to trust people again.
The experience taught me that being able to live in your
feelings is the first healing process. I learned how to talk about the event and
what took place. I learned that I cannot
blame innocent people for something that I had no control over.
