Louisiana New Orleans- At 3 am that day, Tyler Burt, a small tricycle driver who worked in New Orleans, decided to get the last fare.

He stepped on Bourbon Street, which was a busy pedestrian passage, full of music and laughter. Soon after, a family of four marked him.

The two daughters in the group were wearing high heels, and their feet were painful from walking. Therefore, they climbed up the carriage locking the rear of Bett bicycles. He rode a bicycle to the corner of the Bourbon and canal, and their parents walked behind.

Since then, each small action will affect their rest.

Berte remembered a girl dug a girl in her wallet and frowned. “Can you wait for my parents?” She asked, polite but tired. “They have my phone.”

They chatted on the sidewalks in the fragments of the night: muddy colorful paper crumbs, broken neon cocktail glasses. A police car is stationed at the end of a few far streets to separate the people who attended the party with nearby traffic.

Parents walked quickly and paid Bett. It’s 3:16 in the morning. Burt hoped that the family was happy in the New Year, and he exchanged five with his father.

Berte recalled: “He is standing in front of me, enough to let me touch him.” “When we attacked tall, we turned to the left, and this large white truck was around the police car.”

This is a Ford F -150 lightning pickup, weighing more than 2.7 tons (6,015 pounds) -The street towards their streets along the street. Better tried to get rid of the predicament, but his own bicycle prevented his path. He can only watch.

“First of all, it knocked down his wife. Then it ran him to me.” Berte said. It was so close that when Bett put a helping hand to his father, the speed truck grabbed his hand and left blood blisters.

He watched the truck speed on Bourbon Street, and he hit the carnival. When he turned back, the two daughters knelt around her mother, trying to shake her soberness and screaming.

In the following few minutes, a disturbing sharpness of BURT decreased, and he felt that he had never been so sensitive in his life.

Berte remembers every detail: the bloody cracking of the unconscious father’s brows is the scream of a companion worker. She later told him that when the truck was swept away, she saw the driver’s face.

In the following hours, the law enforcement department announced that it was not accidental. This is a planning attack. In the end, the veteran born in Texasd-Din Jabbar was born in the gun battle between the police and the driver, and he died at the scene.

US officials call it horror. Two simple explosives were found nearby, and the flag of the armed group Ilisia (ISIS) was tied to Jabbar’s trucks behind the hook.

A total of 14 victims died that day. Another 57 were injured. Burt, accompanied by Bourbon Street, is one of the people who miraculously survive.

However, within 36 hours, the crime scene was cleared, and the crowd returned to Bibi Street. Visitors from the large beer IPPED and accidentally discovered the improvisation museum: wooden cross, candles and flowers accumulated on the sidewalk.

Jeff Landry, Governor of Louisiana photo In the luxury steakhouse, he had only a few neighborhoods at the scene of the crime.

After large -scale violence, public discourse usually emphasizes the importance of rapid recovery.

The purpose is to eliminate the destructive goal of the attacker. But experts warn that this promotion may cause some survivors to struggle without sufficient support.

“It takes a long time to recover from these types of collective trauma. We can’t just say,” Oh, it disappears. We can also, “Professor Tara Powell said, he studied his health during the University of Illinois University Urbana-Champaign University.