My name is Mahmoud from Gaza, I used to live a normal life before the genocidal war that happened to us, I used to work in a clothing store that provided me with the little money that enables me and my family of 10 people to live, it is a modest job but I accepted it with open arms because my mother and father are divorced and I am the only one able to support them and stand by them, of course I lost that because of the war and we were forced to move from our small apartment that housed us to a school to shelter displaced people because of the heavy bombing that was in our neighborhood and then we were bombed again, which forced us to move again to a house in Rafah city (the safe place as the occupation claims), and then the same thing happened again and we were bombed for the third time, now I live in a modest tent inside a school in Rafah city.

With all the horrors I saw and went through, I contracted many diseases that led me to be hospitalized due to losing most of my friends and seeing the bodies lying on the street, it was catastrophic and hard to believe and imagine

I had a normal life to live with my little cat and my family, but now everything is gone and we are left with nothing but memories and some of our dreams that I hope I can fulfill even a small part of them, but with all the danger we live in, I don't know if I will be able to do that.