I was just about 4 years old when the terrible accident happened. My parents watching the news, were suddenly in a mood change when I heard a -ohh- roll through the door. I had to go out and see what was happening. Just when I walked in the living room I saw the second explosion. Funny. I felt a horrible feeling of guilt and empathy, why would I care about something that happened so fat away from me? That’s when the camera was panned down into the civilians faces, I saw a genuine feel of worry, people bombarded with ashes, no one was save, p