A Change In The Works

• Ema Martin, Grade 9
• Short Story
• 2016

I woke up like usual taking out my earphones and turning to the right side of my bed grabbing my phone. I turned on my phone and opened my twitter app to see what the world was up to today. I looked at my feed to see Luke Hemmings a member of the band known as “5 Seconds Of Summer” had tweeted out saying: “Heart goes out to Paris”
I sat up in my bed confused and turned to google to cure that. I typed the word Paris in the search engine then clicked on to news and the first sentence I saw was “Paris massacre gunman” my heart sunk as I began to read the article.
The city that I knew as the city of love was now seen to me as the city of lost.
I swiped out of Google and back on to my twitter scrolling down my twitter feed. All I could see was the hashtag “#PrayForParis” I then saw a tweet from Carter Reynolds a former member of a group call “Magcon” who had gone their separate ways: “I see humans, but no humanity”
I turned off my phone and walked to my window opening the curtains and looking out at what was in front of me.
I was safe.
I walked out to the kitchen to see my family having breakfast as they greeted me with the words of ‘Good Morning’ I walked over to the table and sat with my family as I began to eat with them. They looked happy. I stayed quiet.
I wondered if they knew about the tragic events that had been occurring over night while we all slept. They soon realised that I was quiet and asked me if everything was alright. I told them about what was going on and everyone soon lost their appetite to eat.
I went back to my room and got ready for the day.
I looked at my phone and opened up my twitter again.
There was an argument going on with Baylynne from a series of an American show and a random girl. The random girl questioned why she was standing up for the islamic people and Baylynne had replied that: “ISIS do not represent Islamic people”
Later that night I watched on TV the breaking news of the terrible event and watched as Obama addressed the situation.
But what I found comfort in was when the French people sung their national anthem proudly as they evacuated.
I saw the world light up with the French colours.
I see humanity.