"When the house falls, the memories remain standing…"
— A message from Naser, from the heart of Gaza ✍️
Hello
I used to live in my grandfather’s house — a small home filled with my mother’s voice and my sister’s laughter.
But in one moment… everything disappeared.
A missile hit us, and in its cruel silence, it took away my mother and my sister.
I didn’t get to say goodbye… I just stood staring at the rubble, wondering if I was dreaming. 🕊️💔
Now I live with my younger siblings, trying to survive the aftermath. 🧱
But the truth is harsh: no flour, no bread, no sense of safety. 🍞🚫
We boil water and pretend it’s enough. We act strong for each other… but inside, we’re tired. 😔
Every night we sleep hoping to wake to a different morning…
But even the mornings are silent now. 🌅🕯️
All we have left is patience… and memories that refuse to fade. 🧠🫶
I’m not asking for pity… only that you read these words with your heart.
And if you feel moved to be a light in our darkness — even just a flicker
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #586 )✅️
My name is Naser AbuThaher. I’m 18 years old, and I live in Gaza.
Every prayer, every share, every kind word… brings light to a corner of our broken world. 💡✨
Thank you for reading.
Thank you for caring.
Thank you for being human. 🤍🌍