So I live in London, I live right in the middle, in actual fact I live about 200 metres from where on this day 6 years ago, 13 people were murdered when a terrorist detonated a bomb on a number 30 bus.

At the time I was just about to start my night shifts that night, I was asleep. The sound and the force of the blast woke me up. I will never forget that sound. It made my windows rattle. We could already hear the helicopters circling because they had already detonated a bomb on a tube between Kings Cross and Russell Square stations (which is at the end of my road). In the time after this, I remember people running away screaming down my street. It was like what I imagine living in a war zone would be like. We were not allowed to leave the house as the emergency services did not want more people in the streets surrounding the area.

I have never talked about how much it effected me. Everyone has a story about that day. People couldn't get home from work or they couldn't get to work or they knew a friend who knows someone who was on the train. Although I eventually managed to persuade a police officer that I needed to get out to go to work. I had no escape from it. I remember the anxiety of returning home the next day. Not really sure what I was going to be able to see. What was going to be left of my neighbourhood. People lost their lives, in cold blooded murder. In such a dramatic way. Literally while I slept around the corner.

I guess, I didn't have the option of leaving the area and returning to my home where it was quiet and I felt safe again. My home was and still is slap bang in the middle of the event. And now as I sit in my front room, I can hear the sirens again and the helicopters six years later. Its always like this, on this day. There is a massive police presence and I guess I am thankful for that. But it still makes me remember what it was like to hear people running and screaming outside of my window, while I sat on the sofa, watching my street on the tv.

It was scary for everyone. For all Londoners. But for most, it wasn't happening on their street, outside their homes like it was for me. I am grateful that no one I love was involved anymore at least.

My thoughts are today with those who did loose their loved ones on this day.

I remember you. x