<div>I am Bisan Kamal 21 years old , I'm from the city of love and war, Gaza. I love my city very much, but I love life more. I am an outstanding student at my university and I study biological sciences at Al-Quds University.

I married the prince of my dreams, my handsome groom Mahmoud, after we created our house, which we worked hard in, to be a complete, warm and comfortable house, and we held our wonderful wedding ceremony on September 22, 2023. It was the last celebration to be celebrated.<br />

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<div>A horrific war occurred, with violence, force and threats. I was displaced from my home in northern Gaza to the south to save our lives, and the home of our love and our place of work were destroyed. My university, where I was studying, was also leveled. Every place I loved was completely destroyed

I lived for the first month in my aunt’s house in southern Gaza, to which all my family’s relatives migrated, as well as my sister Marah and her family, my uncles and all their grandchildren and sons.<br />

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<div>Little by little, food began to decrease, and flour became more expensive, and we lived through the worst month, as the occupation bombed bakeries and food stores, and there was no aid in the first month of the war.

We shared a loaf of bread.<br />

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<div>In this miserable house, my sister received the bread of her husband’s martyrdom on the road connecting the north and the south, by a sniper’s bullet.

I will never forget her screams, nor the cries of her two children in my life. Losing a lover, husband, and support is a very terrible thing.
I am afraid that my husband will be lost from my life. My sister lost her husband and she did not even see his body. Her children lost their father and were deprived of living their childhood like the rest of the children of the world. I do not want my children to come to a world of injustice and oppression.<br />

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<div>We saw death in my aunt's house twice, when a house next to us was bombed, and the house was damaged and we were injured.

  we were forcibly displaced from Nuseirat to Rafah, and some migrated to Deir al-Balah.<br />

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<div>My husband, my family, and I lived in a nylon tent in poor environmental conditions, and we relied entirely on canned food. The cold winter came in the tent, then the hot summer came, and we were still miserable in our tents.<br />

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<div>We, as human beings, have the right to continue our lives, to learn, to work, to live in real homes as we were. We only hear the sound of death and pain, and we only eat what is provided to us in aid.
Help me live the life I missed
So that Mahmoud and I can become newlyweds again and begin our lives.<br />

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Bisan and Mahmoud's Family

Bisan and Mahmoud's Family

Mancano ancora $4,877. Aiutaci a creare slancio.