WELL, what a terrible week it has been with the bombings in London.
My heart truly goes out to people who have lost friends and family and to those who are still searching - please don't give up hope.
I myself have family in London and although I knew that they probably wouldn't have been in London at the time of the explosions, it's scary that this is what it's come to - and even more scarier that it's so close to home.
It makes one wonder what one has done to anger someone so much that they are willing to kill not only themselves but innocent civilians who are people's wives, husbands, mums, dads, sons and daughters.
It's certainly put a great fear in myself. I use public transport near enough every day of my life.
I get the bus to work or into town and I use trains to visit friends in far away places such as Newcastle and Manchester.
Just today, after staying with my boyfriend I got to Manchester Piccadilly and all I could hear every few minutes were "please do not leave luggage unattended" or "security patrol 24 hours a day" or "CCTV is in operation at this station".
It was the same when I was alighting from the train: "please be extra vigilant".
You never think it could happen to you ... but sitting on that train on my own made me realise that that was exactly what those people in London were doing: minding their own and going about their business.
I suddenly felt a little uneasy to say the least.
But this left me with a question: do I go on living my life? Or do I live in fear of being involved in an incident like the one in London?
Unfortunately, there is never going to be a way of stopping terrorism and so the answer is that we must carry on.
There are so many good people in this world who bend over backwards to help others and to set good examples.
Surely there is a better future for us than bombs and the killing of innocent people?