A young woman’s moving account on Facebook about what she experienced at a Paris concert hall Friday night has gone viral.
South African Isobel Bowdery’s Saturday post has already garnered over two-and-a-half million “Likes,” including one from Facebook founder Mark Zuckerberg, and over 700,000 shares.
In her post, which includes a picture of the bloodied shirt she wore Friday night, the 22-year-old describes some of the horrors of what she witnessed at the Bataclan concert hall and some of the actions of strangers that gave her hope. She began her account:
You never think it will happen to you. It was just a friday night at a rock show. the atmosphere was so happy and everyone was dancing and smiling. and then when the men came through the front entrance and began the shooting, we naiively [sic] believed it was all part of the show. It wasn’t just a terrorist attack, it was a massacre. Dozens of people were shot right infront of me. Pools of blood filled the floor. Cries of grown men who held their girlfriends dead bodies pierced the small music venue. Futures demolished, families heartbroken. in an instant.
Bowdery recounted that she pretended to be dead for over an hour, lying in pools of blood:
This world is cruel. And acts like this are suppose to highlight the depravity of humans and the images of those men circuling us like vultures will haunt me for the rest of my life. The way they meticoulsy [sic] aimed at shot people around the standing area i was in the centre of without any consideration for human life.
The young woman also shared what her thoughts were as she faced impending death, believing many at the theater were likely thinking like her.
As i lay down in the blood of strangers and waiting for my bullet to end my mere 22 years, I envisioned every face that I have ever loved and whispered I love you. over and over again. reflecting on the highlights of my life. Wishing that those i love knew just how much, wishing that they knew that no matter what happened to me, to keep belieivng [sic] in the good in people.
Bowdery witnessed heroic, life affirming acts, large and small, amidst Friday night’s carnage.
But being a survivor of this horror lets me able to shed light on the heroes. To the man who reassured me and put his life on line to try and cover my brain whilst i whimpered, to the couple whose last words of love kept me believing the good in the world, to the police who succeded [sic] in rescuing hundreds of people, to the complete strangers who picked me up from the road and consoled me during the 45 minutes I truly believed the boy i loved was dead, to the injured man who i had mistaken for him and then on my recognition that he was not Amaury, held me and told me everything was going to be fine despite being all alone and scared himself, to the woman who opened her doors to the survivors, to the friend who offered me shelter and went out to buy new clothes so i wouldnt [sic] have to wear this blood stained top, to all of you who have sent caring messages of support – you make me believe this world has the potential to be better.
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