We tried to survive in the north as best we could.
Our home is in the Rimal area of Gaza City, and until October, I was an English literature student at the Islamic University of Gaza.
But by January of this year, I wasn’t sure what I was anymore. We had been forcibly displaced nine times. Or at least nine. I lost count at some point.
We are in the Nuseirat camp now, north of Deir al-Balah, and I am sitting here remembering the horrors of the recent past and how we got here.
Like the Israeli siege of the al-Jawazat area in Gaza City and how we survived. ….more
