Yesterday, my hometown of Paris has been attacked by terrorists in several different locations. Those locations were the Stade de France, where the French football team was playing against Germany, a couple of restaurants, and the Bataclan, a concert venue where Eagles Of Death Metal were playing to over a thousand people. If I'm not mistaken, around a hundred and thirty people are reported dead and so many others are still missing, or are in hospitals, recovering from their wounds or fighting to survive.

What about me?

I'm in Brighton, England. I'm six hundred miles away from home, heartbroken and wishing I could give a hug to every single person I love.