We play with friends, eat lunch, make escape plans, recite the Quran.

My dream has always been to study abroad. I never dreamed that when the time came, I would actually turn the opportunity down.

It’s bad enough when children are killed by war, but when bureaucracy is the culprit, it’s worse, writes this new Gaza physician

The day my dad died was the darkest of my life. I lost my strength, I lost my life. But now I am working to make him proud, and save my country.

I am a girl who, in parts of the world where the people “matter,” would be considered too young to ask such things, much less know anything about them.

Most internationals don’t understand that ‘prison’ is not a far-off place for Palestinians. It holds our families.

I was running as if there was a destination, but it was death chasing me.

I yearn to have a decent library in Gaza and for a good environment in which to read. Is this too much to hope?

The first time I ever lost a close friend was during the 2014 Israeli assault, when my best friend Ezzat was murdered by Israeli forces.

Roofs are the thin line between life and death, between drones above and people waiting to be killed beneath.

When I first met Ahmed, the story he told was both shocking and too familiar

I met my former teacher on the street, and wanted to cry when I heard his tragic news. But he also had a surprise for me.