🌸 Sameera’s Diary 🌸

I have been living with unstable internet for days. I am deficient in crucial vitamins from lack of food and I regularly faint. My health is declining.

I’ve been writing to you for eight months, and we have been in this genocide for two years and 10 months. When will this end? Is anyone out there?

My health is failing. The bombing has increased. I had to evacuate again. If anyone can hear me… my contact details are in the description. I am very alone… my mother is extremely sick and my father has a form of degenerative brain disease. I am very sick, with immune health, even before the genocide. I need a friend who can check on me, and help me survive this long night.

New evacuation orders… the occupation has ordered us to evacuate. We rent dirt patches and pitch cloth “tents” we call “homes”.

The bombing has become too frequent, and our lives are threatened by death from the bombing and now also from exhaustion and illness. What am I to do? I have no water, no food, and no medicine. By what right and what mercy is this written?

I need medicine. I need vitamins. I am constantly dizzy, and always tired. My health is declining, I am scared I won't live through this genocide.

🚫📺🌟🌟 القناة 12 العبرية: تقديرات إسرائيلية ترجّح احتمال تجدد الحرب في غزة خلال الشهرين المقبلين

I am slowly dying. There is no light in this darkness. I am homeless, sick, tired, and hungry. What hope do I have of a better future?

Nothing is beautiful anymore; war has erased everything beautiful. We only see darkness in life.

My breathing is declining. My health is getting worse. When will this genocide end?

I fainted yesterday. My kidneys are hurting. I have shortness of breath. I am desperate for medication.

My mother was taken by ambulance today. She is not good. I am so scared to lose her.

I am in severe pain. I have been without water for a week. I have no appetite to eat. My body is shutting down. I am mentally and physically burnt out.

It has been 4 days sleeping on the streets. I am sick, I have no water. I haven't eaten in days. I am already dead.

I still don't have any shelter. I have not been able to collect enough money for a tent yet, so I am still without a tent and without a proper place to stay. I am also still suffering from severe watery diarrhea, and it has been affecting me physically. I keep losing my balance because of the weakness and dehydration it is causing. Everything is very difficult right now, and I am trying to get through each day as best as I can.

My health has not been good at all. I have been suffering from severe watery diarrhea, and I need to go to the bathroom almost every hour. Unfortunately, we do not have a private bathroom, which has made this situation even more difficult and humiliating. On top of that, my menstrual period started, and the cramps combined with the diarrhea have left me exhausted and in a lot of pain. Both physically and emotionally, I am struggling. There are moments when I feel completely overwhelmed and heartbroken. It is so painful to be forced to leave our home and live in displacement without stability or proper shelter. Now, the owner of the tent we are staying in has asked us to leave and has given us only two days. I have reached a point where I am desperately asking people to help us with a tent so that we will have somewhere to stay.

I am homeless. I am on my period. I have diarrhea. I have no tent. My life is ruined.

In two days I have to leave the tent I am staying at. Me and my family will be homeless unless we get a tent. I have never been more desperate for help.

I am miserable. The occupation forced me and my family onto the streets. I haven't eaten in two days. There is no place to cook, no place to use the restroom, no place to rest. It is chaos. We are homeless, and do not know if we will return to our house again. What a miserable life.