Sitting in the shelter with neighbors while my wife is out picking up the kids.
I'm not scared for myself. But not knowing if she has somewhere to go — that's a different kind of hard.
This is what war looks like from the inside. Not always explosions. Sometimes just waiting, and the silence between messages.
Another cold night falls on those left behind in tents, where fear is shared alongside the echoes of explosions and the destruction of residential buildings in Gaza. Families cling to each other for warmth and safety, while the sky roars with violence. In Gaza, even the night offers no rest—only endurance, waiting, and hope that the world will finally listen.
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Three young men were executed in cold blood, their blood spilled on bags of flour. Risking their lives for bread. Was it worth it?
I’ve stood in a crowded gas station under airstrikes. Hunger and fear leave no choices.
Never judge people in war.
Shmuel
Shatha Mohammed
EngineerFromGaza