I was sitting in class Monday afternoon when my phone received several alerts from my CNN app. Two hours later, I was sitting in my friend's living room, watching the live coverage of the Boston Marathon bombings. We just sat there, wondering what was happening and mad at the world at the same time for being such a horrible place. My heart goes out to all those affected by Monday's tragedy.
Like most people, I was angry and upset that this happened. I couldn't believe an attack like this had happened. However, unlike many Americans, I did not assume the race or ethnicity of the people responsible for this. I wondered in general who it could be, but mostly why they would do such a thing.
I've been following the coverage all week and up until last night, Boston officials confirmed the capture of the second suspect, after killing the first one.
They were only teenagers - college kids, I believe.
I'm still dumbfounded. The whole tragedy seems unreal, but the many victims bring me back to reality.
I was surprised when the suspects finally had a face.
What happened on Monday only reminded me that the world is a scary, scary place and everyone is vulnerable at every time. It forces me to become more self-aware and stop and wonder about my surroundings once in a while.
I don't care what religion or race the suspects were, at all. It only scares me that there are people who are capable of harming others.
It scares me to know that anyone can do harm and that the face can be of any race, color, religion, gender or age.