Im typing in my living room , and as I was typing I received a pop message from my friend Aseel , she was my grandmother’s neighbour, and I used to play with her and her sister with Clay all the time.

Aseel managed to flee from Khan Younis to Cairo yesterday with her daughter. She was telling me that everything was horrific , she has never travelled before in her life. But she needs to buy some necessities like wet wipes for her daughter and some money to be able to afford the rent. I was shaken and I lost my ability to think when she told me this, as im living a life which she has lost and I felt like I needed to help her so I have asked my mother to set aside some money from the donations to help her as they were always wanting to help us when we were children. I feel as though everything is so messed up but the problem is no one is daring to say anything , everyone is enjoying their lives whilst innocent people are being slaughtered and killed in a genocide.