My cousin and her children are martyrs. Al-Bureij massacre. May God have mercy on them, my Lord. By God, one does not know if this is a dream or a nightmare or what...
We woke up to shocking news.
My aunt Umm Hussein's house was bombed and everyone in it was gone.. What does that mean? Everyone in it was gone? I mean, my aunt, Moatasem, Reda, or Fatima. What about Hussein's children? What about my uncle Abu Yasser's house? What!? How did they all go away like this...
And they started counting the martyrs as if they were counting them, as if they weren't the ones with us...
My aunt Umm Hussein, Umm Hussein Abu Shawqa
The kind, affectionate, and welcoming woman is gone, always checking on me and calling me. She didn't leave me for a moment. She came to me, congratulated me, and was happy for me. Yesterday, she called me... How are you, auntie? How is Ahmed? How is your family? Where are you? Well, isn't the place dangerous? Let me tell you, we're also in danger. It's as if she was saying goodbye there and recommending Ahmed to me.
This must be a dream...
May God give you patience, Dad... The affectionate woman who kept checking on us is gone.
Moatasem Abu Shawqa, haha, what do you mean? Moatasem is gone, I must be joking...
This is my brother, by God, my brother, he never failed me in anything. He never refused me or my friends a single request. I always brag about you... Moatasem is my cousin and my brother... What I want to talk about him, I am not able to write or express, and Radhi, her love comes from Moatasem’s love, she loves him so much, he took her with him and they all left... Ibrahim and his wife Fatima and their children, it’s all gone.. Our fate was to go and splash around on the beach and say goodbye to each other... And who else can I count? My uncle Abu Yasser and his in-laws, they all left. Oh, the pain. Umm Hassan, you caught up with your husband, my dear, and took your children with him... And Muin, whose fate was to sleep outside tonight, and Muhammad, whose fate was to get out of it, may God give you patience, Muhammad, and patience, Umm Umm Haitham Abu Shawqa. I swear to God, this disaster is huge and it’s as if one is dreaming... How ooo did this happen, how did they leave? God is sufficient for us, and He is the best Disposer of affairs... May God have mercy on them, may God have mercy on them... But one can speak

بنت عمتي واولادها شهداء .مجزرة البريج الله يرحمهم يارب . والله الواحد مهو عارف هدا حلم ولا كابوس ولا شوووو...
صحينا على خبر صدمةةة
دار عمتي ام حسين انقصفت وكل الي فيها راحو .. كيف يعني كل الي فيها راااحو يعني عمتي ولا معتصمم ولا رضا ولا فاطمة طيب اولاد حسين.. طيب دار عمي ابو ياسر طيب كيففف!!!
كيف كلهم راااااحو هيگ ...
وصارو يعددو الشهداء وكأنهم بيحصو كأنهم مش هم الي معنا....
عمتي ام حسين أم حسين ابو شوقة
راااحت الطيبة الحنونة القبول في وجها دايما تطمن عليا وترن عليا ماتركتني لحظة اجت عندي وباركتلي وفرحتلي.. وامباااارح رنت عليا... كيف حالك يا عمتي كيف احمد كيف اهلك.. انتو وين..طيب المكان مش خطر ولااحكيلك مااحنا كمان بخطر وكأنها بتودع فيه وبتوصيني ع احمد
اكيد هدا حلممم..
الله يصبرك يابا .... راحت الحنونة الي كل شوي تطمن علينا
معتصم أبو شوقة ههه كيف يعني معتصم راح اكيد بمزحوو...
هدا اخوي والله اخوي عمرو ماقصر معي بااشي عمرو مارفضلي طلب لاالي ولا لصحباتي بتباهى فيك دايما ..معتصم بكون ابن عمتي وأخوي ... شو بدييي احكي الحكي عنه مش قادرة اكتب ولا اعبر ورضاااا محبتها من محبة معتصم بتحبو كتير اخدها معه وراحوو كلهم...
ابراهيم وفاطمة زوجته واولادهمممم كله راااااح..
نصيبنا نطلع نطش ع البحر ونودع بعض ...ومين بدي اعد كمان عمي ابو ياسر وكناينه كلهم راحوو اخخخخخ ع الوجع
ام حسن لحقتي جوزك ياحبيببتي واخدتي اولادك معه.... وضل معين نصيبه ينام برة هالليلة.. ومحمد معين نصيبه يطلع منها الله يصبرك يامحمد ويصبرك ياأم أم هيثم أبو شوقة اقسم بالله هالمصيبة كبيرة والواحد كأنه بحلم...
كيفففف هيك صار كيف راحو حسبنا الله ونعم الوكيل...
الله يرحمهمممم الله يرحمهمممممم بس هي الواحد ممكن يحكي