This happened to me.
In December 2018, I ran away from the bullets of the Isis terrorist attack in Strasbourg. I exited, escaped and decided to exist.
In November 2015, I lived twenty meters from the Bataclan Theater when Isis terrorists killed 90 people in the theater and on our street.
I got sick after the attack. I was operated five times and after five years my body was almost the same as at the beginning of 2015 in Paris.
In January 2015, I lived a kilometer from the offices of Charlie Hebdo when the terrorist attack took place. I decided to stay in Paris.