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On June 15, one morning, my mother’s brother was killed while he was going to bring food to hungry children.<\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
He was killed on a journey paved with death, seeking American aid for his children.<\/div>\n
He carried no weapon\u2014only the intention to survive.<\/div>\n
Since that day, his voice and laughter have never left me. They echo in my memory, unshaken.<\/div>\n
Two days ago, I decided to visit his children and his pregnant wife\u2014to check on them, to be with them inside the emptiness that no one else can fill.<\/div>\n
The journey was a path through fire\u2026<\/div>\n
The sun struck us mercilessly, fuel was scarce, and we were forced to walk half the way on foot\u2014panting from thirst, exhaustion, and fear that surrounded us like a shadow.<\/div>\n
When I arrived, my memory collapsed into grief.<\/div>\n
I saw his features on the faces of his children.<\/div>\n
I saw his laughter\u2014the one that never left him despite life\u2019s cruelty.<\/div>\n
He was always cheerful, kind\u2026 treated me like a brother, not just his sister\u2019s son.<\/div>\n
And when I looked into their eyes, the memories choked me.<\/div>\n
I sat with them, trying to comfort them with words.<\/div>\n
Their eyes were lost, their bodies worn out.<\/div>\n
I asked gently, \u201cWhen was the last time you ate?\u201d<\/div>\n
They answered, with quiet tears:<\/div>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s been five days.\u201d<\/div>\n
Five days\u2026 without food. Without clean water.<\/div>\n
Children, abandoned to the mercy of life.<\/div>\n
The youngest came close to me, looked at me with his wide eyes, and asked:<\/div>\n
\u201cUncle\u2026 will Papa come back if we don\u2019t eat too much?\u201d<\/div>\n
I didn\u2019t know how to answer. I just smiled and said:<\/div>\n
\u201cPapa is with God now, and he\u2019s watching you.\u201d<\/div>\n
Their mother\u2014the pregnant widow\u2014sat in silence.<\/div>\n
Her belly trembled, but not from life\u2026 from fear.<\/div>\n
No crying. No screaming. Just a long, empty stare into nothingness.<\/div>\n
She was carrying a new life, but her face carried a dread of tomorrow.<\/div>\n
I wanted to say something to comfort her\u2014but there are no words that can mend such sorrow.<\/div>\n
Suddenly, screaming broke through from a nearby tent.<\/div>\n
We rushed over and found a woman sobbing, her children wailing.<\/div>\n
She had just received the news:<\/div>\n
Her husband\u2014the man who had left just hours ago to seek aid\u2014had been killed.<\/div>\n
Her 15-year-old daughter stood there, crying for her father as if her heart had shattered.<\/div>\n
She was in the prime of youth, yet she stood there like a broken statue.<\/div>\n
At that moment, the scene repeated itself:<\/div>\n
My mother\u2019s brother\u2019s children\u2026 the same pain.<\/div>\n
The same absence. The same wound.<\/div>\n
And while we were still gathering the pieces of our hearts,<\/div>\n
An Israeli military patrol approached\u2014<\/div>\n
Without warning, gunfire erupted directly at the tents.<\/div>\n
We threw ourselves to the ground, fear flooding our eyes.<\/div>\n
Then\u2026 a scream.<\/div>\n
A small girl, playing beside her tent, was hit by a bullet.<\/div>\n
She fell instantly.<\/div>\n
They wrapped her in a blanket and rushed her toward an old, broken-down car.<\/div>\n
But death had already won.<\/div>\n
Her face was peaceful, like she had only fallen asleep\u2026<\/div>\n
But a small drop of blood on her cheek whispered the truth.<\/div>\n
I saw her die in front of me.<\/div>\n
I froze. My voice vanished. My heart cracked.<\/div>\n
I didn\u2019t know if I was crying over the past\u2026<\/div>\n
Or the present\u2026<\/div>\n
Or a future that was never given the chance to exist.<\/div>\n
—<\/div>\n
In that moment, I realized\u2026 Death here doesn\u2019t need time\u2014only presence.<\/div>\n
And loss, no matter how many times it comes, never hurts less.<\/div>\n
I don\u2019t know how long we\u2019ll keep counting our martyrs\u2026<\/div>\n
Instead of counting our dreams.<\/div>\n
But I know this:<\/div>\n
These children don\u2019t deserve this.<\/div>\n
Nor the little girl who died playing.<\/div>\n
Nor the widows.<\/div>\n
Nor the unborn babies in their mothers\u2019 wombs.We\u2019re not asking for much\u2026<\/div>\n
Just life.<\/div>\n
—<\/div>\n
> To everyone who read my story to the end\u2026<\/div>\n
This is not just a passing tale\u2014it\u2019s pain I lived through, and scenes that will never leave my memory.<\/div>\n
I wrote to share the truth, to document the sorrow, and to speak for those who can no longer speak.<\/div>\n
I have nothing but my words and a heart heavy with what it\u2019s endured.<\/div>\n
If my story touched you\u2026 if my pain resonated with yours\u2026<\/div>\n
Then stand with me.<\/div>\n
With your support, donation, or by simply sharing my words\u2014you could truly change my life.<\/div>\n
>\u00a0 Maybe\u2026 you are the last hope I have left.<\/div>\n
Donation link:<\/div>\n
https:\/\/gofund.me\/2bbb8ae94<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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