A diary from
Gaza
Gaza Night: A series of Horror
Sleeping in Gaza become a prosperity due to
the continuous Israeli raids day and night from air, sea and ground.
Sleeping becomes our last priority we would
care about because death is everywhere. At home we counting our last minutes and
expecting any moment a strike would hit our house or our neighbor house .
Actually
Israeli war machine does not just attack a heap of rocks but it attacks your
live, warm memories, sad and happy moments. In every corner of the house speaks
about your adventures, quarrels with your siblings.
Every night in Gaza is not like the
previous. Night in Gaza is very horrible, frightening . We pray not to see the
night coz when it falls down, the series of horror begins.
Gaza night wears black mourning the lives
of hundreds that have been lost and sad for witnessing the destruction and
damage on the ground.
At night, We gather all stories to tell.
At night listening silently to the radio
talking about the places have been bombed, number of martyrs and injures then a
pause for national songs that change a little bit the surrounding mood of
sadness and fear.
When
I fell asleep after a relentless night of horror, I wake up on a
nightmare..Again boom..boom . bombings follow me in my dreams.
At night when the whole area is out of
electricity, I use a charger to light up my room. My mum says to me,"
Don`t light up your room when you are alone coz the drones can notice the
light." I don`t blame her. she`s a mother. And when my mother tells my
brothers not to walk in the mid of the street to not be an easy target for
Israeli drones.
My little sister wondering, " Israel
does not get tired of bombing and murdering. We get tired..I want to sleep one
night deeply."
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