Man… Gaza is burning. Right now, people I know, families like mine, are trapped, scared, and running for their lives. Israel says it’s targeting Hamas, but it’s us, the civilians, paying the price. Homes are being destroyed, kids are terrified, and the streets are chaos.

This isn’t just news to me, it’s my reality. Every explosion, every death, every piece of rubble is part of our lives right now. People are fleeing south with whatever they can carry, selling what little they have just to survive. And the world… it’s mostly watching.

I’m from Gaza. This is my home, my people, my life—and seeing it called a “military operation” while families suffer breaks something inside me.