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‏I do not expect that one day I will wake up to a scene like this on the fateful day of 7 October

‏Hello, I am Haya Majed Al-Mashharawi from Gaza City. I am 18 years old. I have two brothers (Nasser and Bilal) and three sisters (Hala, Reem, and Farah). My father has large companies and is one of the largest merchants in the city

‏I am a high school student. I started my academic journey with enthusiasm. I want to excel. A month had passed since the semester and I was already getting the highest grades. Imagine, after all these 13 academic years of diligence and excellence, it ends in the blink of an eye, and now I do not know anything about the subject of my studies.

‏This is a picture of me at the beginning of my final year of school (tawjihi)

Then I was at six o'clock getting ready to go to school, when I heard the voices at the first moment. The sounds were extraordinarily terrifying. The first week of the war, but on the 13th I heard sad and unreadable news to a friend, we texted our emergency to leave our homes and go to the South, but we had no home or shelter there. So we stayed in our homes for a short time, then we had to migrate to the south. For this reason, the perimeter building was entered, and a rocket was assigned to the gas-filled warehouses. We can reach 170 people, including children and women. We were terrified and spent a night in the press house without food or water. We were bombed with bullets and phosphorus, and all around us were corpses. No one can turn around or extract them or they will be killed

After that, we went to the sea, including my elderly grandfather. We walked on the beach for 5 hours to the valley. Thank God, after we were searched and 5 members of my family were captured, my brother was shot in the foot from the time of the incident until now, and he has an abnormal condition and phobia.

This is a picture of us being forcibly displaced

‏ transportation was very expensive

Actually, life in the past, before October 7, was beautiful. We did not feel the days and details that we lived until this war came, which made me realize that I was the greatest blessing in terms of family stability, my warm room, and clean food. We used to cook extra to give the needy food. Now the rich have become and the poor needy waiting for the aid trucks to enter. In small quantities

‏This is my sister. She and her little family gave birth to a child

‏I prepared new clothes and a new room for him, but everything was gone after that fateful day

‏These pictures were sent to us, and they are part of the destruction that happened to the stores of my father’s company, which were completely burned and contained goods in large sums. I never imagined that the company, on which my father spent all his effort, would reach the zero stage

‏This is our building. It was built with beautiful stones, but unfortunately it was destroyed and no longer suitable for habitation. Then we began to live in camps in the south

‏Also, this picture expresses how our car was, which we took our trips in, and how it was completely destroyed!

Dear contributor,

Haya and her family are waiting and afraid

There is a severe threat of aggressive entry into Rafah, so you must quickly help us by participating and donating so that we can leave for a safe place and live a normal life

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