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YOUR WITNESS: Charles, Monastir.

I remember it well, although I was a kid because then when we came home, my mother and father have spoken at length to the table. When I saw the incident I did not know, I did not understand much, not because it was small. Only he heard a large popping sound, like a firecracker, but much stronger. And then there are the flames that have been out of the car. Me and my mom had gone out to the grocery store, I was six years old and there was no school that day. The car was against the wall newsstand. Everything happened very fast, we were shot on the other hand, we turned when he felt that tremendous blast. It took me some time then to understand exactly what had happened, because then, when my dad will spoke at the table said that the accident was caused by alcohol, and then and there I did not understand what does the alcohol with a machine that goes against a newspaper stand. I knew there was alcohol in red wine that my father used to drink at every meal, but did not seem dangerous. Alcohol for me was always that glass drunk at lunch and dinner with my dad during the telegiornalee nothing more. But now I realized that alcohol had nothing to do and how. The owner of the car, who also died is someone who lives at the beginning of the country but as my father did not drink two glasses a day but many many more. There are certain things that are not dangerous if you get a little but if you overdo it then becomes the good thing too, as my grandmother says. I there that day I saw blood, my mom told me not to look at and I have not looked, perhaps because he died without blood hit his head before the outbreak. But one thing I will always remember: at some point came the sister who lives here at the beginning of this country, when his brother still had not removed her from the car and, well, whining like a dog. She was not crying as I did when my sister made me furious, the girl was desperate and made a sound like the dogs at the moon. A very frightening thing worse than seeing blood. Why is there no sound that I can never forget me, it was the sound of desperation and now that I think I will do everything possible because none of those I know, including my sister, should suffer so. Apart, then, that I miss I like alcohol.