By Peter Mikhael

Younes Latif watched as the sun calmly set when a bomb exploded in the market near his house. Younes ran after his older brother to examine the damage, but as he crossed the street, something heavy threw him to the sidewalk – a second explosion.

“It sounded like when something is on fire – burning ashes, sound of ashes,” Younes said. “Then the explosion.”

Younes’ blood gushed from his ear. He opened his mouth as wide as he could to pop them, but nothing happened. Younes, now a freshman, could not hear those around him screaming for help.