
Writing is no match for Razan’s sacrifice; or is it?
When Razan stood up to the Israeli snipers, my passion for writing seemed so insignificant to me.
When Razan stood up to the Israeli snipers, my passion for writing seemed so insignificant to me.
Razan Alnajjar was my cousin. And I couldn’t be more proud of her.
When I heard the news of Razan’s murder, my life stopped. Here is what she meant to me and to Gaza.