The horrifying thing, unfortunately, is seeing dozens of martyrs and wounded people begging anyone to carry them and take them to the hospital—someone holding them in their arms—even though the hospital is about 12 kilometers away… No one looks at them. Everyone prefers to carry

The daily routine with my niece Kinda

I am 29 years old... I swear to you that I am taking medication for high blood pressure.

My body can no longer resist any illness. It has become frail, weak, and fragile. My body can no longer bear the weight of my own legs. I’ve become like an old man in the prime of my youth

This was neither my appearance nor my face before the starvation. I'm afraid to look at myself in the mirror so I don't see the features that have become like this… Honestly, I used to be handsome and well-groomed. I used to care a lot about myself—my clothes, the scent of my

After a six-month break, today I was able to buy two packs of cheese and a kilo of sugar. I swear to you, despite my illness, I am very, very happy. Thank you to the person who helped us buy what we need. Thank you to the person who donates to us. Thank you all. I am truly happy.

A beautiful day for all the residents of Gaza — everyone is smiling for one simple reason: everyone had a cup of tea with sugar… I swear to you, the atmosphere today in Gaza’s markets feels just like the days of Eid — all because sugar is available. We are a people who love

My brother Nasser carries a $7,500 debt to his university. Every day, he’s reminded to pay—and every day, he fears one message could be the notice of his expulsion. This isn’t just his dream. It’s the dream of our late father, the dream of our family—to see him graduate, build a

Believe me, this was one of my dreams — to taste the oil. The people of Palestine love olive oil, and I had been eagerly waiting for this moment. True, its price is very high, but once again, thank you, my dear ones.

Many goods that we are seeing again in the markets are things we dream of buying but haven’t tasted in a long time. They have entered the markets, but their prices are really very high, and we truly cannot afford to buy them. Please, this campaign is the hope we hold onto.

I feel my face starting to revive after having some sweets, especially since we’ve been without sugar for more than six months.

They killed him because he was going to get some flour for his family. He went to the aid distribution in hopes of getting a chance to survive hunger, but he did not survive the sniper’s bullet. He tried to escape death, but he died.

What hurts me the most is that I have visited many countries around the world — European countries and Arab countries — and got to know new cultures and the way of life each society lives. I formed convictions about how I would manage my life in the future and where is the best

The shocking news struck my heart like lightning... Just now, the heroic Al-Safhi, Anas Al-Sharif, was martyred.💔💔💔💔💔💔

They assassinated the voice of Gaza... They assassinated the voice that was conveying our suffering and hunger to the world. Anas Al-Sharif is a martyr. أنس الشريف Anas Al-Sharif

Al Jazeera, you are part of the destruction and the killing that happens every day. If you have even a little honor and morality, stop the coverage. Stop being a reason for the killing of our youth. Stop, stop—this is enough. May God curse you and Qatar. You are partners in the

Very, very, very heavy shelling at this time... They killed the press, and they have begun intense bombardment... Oh world, the coverage ended with the martyrdom of Anas Al-Sharif — don’t leave us alone.

Until when will this suffering continue? Until when will the famine go on?.. When will prices return to normal? Everything happening in Gaza can only be described as madness.. The madness has reached a point where we have become afraid of our own tweets. We have become very

If this cat could speak, it would say: Stop this damn war, stop the famine.

I am very tired and exhausted.