A tall, thin man angered dressed and expects a delicious meal in his hometown.
Pleasant spring air, cooled after sunset, wore rich aromas of cooked dishes such as families prepared to indulge in the last day of Ramadan.
Duplex house of cousins wife, al-Zeinis *, is illuminated, as with others well full of houses on that street.
Even from the distance he could see rare windows in glowing and sensing that the century live radiates behind the closed doors that took a walk past, because people were chat, and accessories.
I look forward to IFTAR and his wife who joined him later in the house of relatives for the gathering of post-iftar.
The street was a hustle-speakers of the mosque echoed by Museum recitives, children chased barefoot barefoot over the asphalt, and spilled the hurried kitchens from open doors.
He was a stone thrown when the evening was separated.
The deafening roar broke a quiet, dazzling orange flash turning all into a terrifying artificial dawn.
The soil is confused below him, and he was backwards, the ears bell as a dust and debris shock over him, stinging his skin. He couldn’t breathe for a moment.
When he raised his head, Al-Zeini at home did not leave.
“Exactly, the house collapsed in a smoldering bunch of ruins and twisted metal,” said a 30-year-old civil servant.
“All 12 al-Zeinis – mostly women and children – who were inside in a quiet Ramadan evening, they were killed,” he said in pain.
Al-Zeini’s family was killed by UA Raid ordered by the President of the United States Donald Trump.
Trump argued that he wanted to target Houti fighters and military installations, make them stop attacking Israeli ships in the red sea – to which Houthis say in response to Israeli permanent blockade Gasa strips.
American raids continued and killed at least 53 people, while almost 100 others were wounded.
The neighborhood broke
Mohammed, palms bleed from the force he was translated to the asphalt with, racing to the house to see if there were survivors.
The house was demolished, together with that right next to him.
He joined a bunch of neighbors who pull bricks and the iron apparator in search of people, that ultimately realize that no one is alive.
“I was extracted with emotions and thoughts, just like my surroundings. I was confused, scared, grateful, upset, I’m happy to survive and devastate what happened to this family.
“This was a family who broke quickly, not a military base. Americans do not distinguish between rebels and a child,” he said at Al Jazeeri.
He couldn’t say anything about his killed relatives, just to say he was afraid of what would come next.
Live recalled that the joyous sounds of children who play children suddenly replaced by piercing screams, because panicked parents rushed on the streets, desperately looking for their little ones.
“They were there just a minute ago”
Like Khawla *, who was a few houses down from Al-Zeinis, putting the table and looked after her two sons, eight-year-old uses and six-year-old Mustaf, playing outside.
They waited for their father’s return before the family could sit down to break.
With sober shaking and explosive sound of RAID, the alarmed 30-year-old mother rushed outside in the panic, looking for any trace of her little.
“My kids were before the moments, and suddenly I couldn’t see them,” she said.
“I threatened through the wreck down the street, the air was still full of dust. I was terrified.
“I screamed their names … Nothing,” she said, voice shooting while recalling that night.
“The neighbor noticed two small bodies that were a few meters away from the explosion,” Khawla, who asked himself that he was only called her name, just her name.
He skilled them in his arms and performed them in Khawlain home, he was afraid that the second attack could follow, and feel that it would be safer to be indoors.
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Fortunately, injuries to the boys were limited to bruises and cuts on their bodies, and she was able to take a tendency.
“These are the cuts that are polite, but there are scars too deep and much harder to fix. My children were not alone since then.”
The boys continue to ask whether more bombs will fall to the neighborhood, she added.
“I hug them, I avoid answering the question … but I can’t cross the type of households whose children failed.”
* Names have changed for an individual’s safety
This article was published in cooperation with Egab.
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2025-04-04 08:37:00
