Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸

Engineering student from Gaza • Writer • Occasionally a journalist
Wounded by genocide, still writing from a tent against forgetting.

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

https://t.co/I8Xw6wpXaU
A greeting to every human being who still carries a spark of life in their heart.

My name is Mohammed, from Gaza.

I survived this war after two extremely difficult years, but this war was completely different… it destroyed my life and left deep scars that may never heal.

I lost my home, many of my loved ones, and everything I owned. I returned only to find my house completely destroyed. Now my family and I live under catastrophic humanitarian conditions, with no proper shelter, no clean water, little food, no medicine, and no safety.

I am also suffering from a skull injury caused during the war, and I still need continuous treatment. Every day, I try to gather the costs of my treatment while carrying the responsibility of supporting my family and helping them survive.

Despite everything, I also try to help other families around me as much as I can, because pain in Gaza is shared by everyone.

I was studying engineering and trying to build my future, but the war destroyed everything. Still, I hold on to my dream of completing my education and rebuilding my life from zero.

This campaign is the only remaining lifeline for me and my family. Every small contribution means survival, dignity, and hope.

I survived death, but now I am fighting for life.

Please stand with me.

🔗 Donate here: https://t.co/I8Xw6wpXaU

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

A handsome young man of high character,an engineer known to many in Gaza,was on his way tovisit his sister in western Gaza yesterday when an apartment building on his street was bombed.A small shrapnel fromthe missile ledto his martyrdom.Goodbye,Abdullah,we will neverforget you💔

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

The child Wadi’ Al-Madhoun was killed today after opening what appeared to be a food can found near his home. It exploded in his face.

A deadly trap disguised as food, ending in a child’s hands.

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

Today, I was given a new life.

A shell landed less than 10 meters from me, seconds after I left that exact spot.

Thank God I am still alive. 💔

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

Today, I was given a new life.

A shell landed less than 10 meters from me, seconds after I left that exact spot.

Thank God I am still alive. 💔

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

Don't forget our prisoners in the occupation's prisons who are being tortured daily. Our prisoners are in danger. Save them.

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

She died buried under rubble, terrified.

Don’t let israel murder her in silence. Please.

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

@MahantaBhushita The truth is difficult for you because it is honesty.

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

She died buried under rubble, terrified.

Don’t let israel murder her in silence. Please.

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

Israel killed her mother and siblings, and is still denying her access to medical treatment

The young girl Ghazal Al-Turk is facing death because Israel is preventing her from receiving medical treatment outside Gaza

Her only “crime” is that she is from Gaza

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

Today, as I walked through one of Gaza's markets with my brothers Ismail and Mahmoud, we witnessed a scene that will forever be etched in our memories.

We saw a father, who had lost his legs due to war injuries, sitting in a wheelchair, while his young daughter pushed him with all her might. Her mother walked ahead of them, trying to buy some vegetables with whatever she could find.

Suddenly, the little girl stopped in front of a fruit vendor, looked at the bananas hanging on the stall, and said innocently, "Mama... buy us some bananas."

Her mother replied in a voice she tried to sound strong, but which was filled with pain, "We don't have any money... and we still don't know how we're going to get your father's medicine."

Then the father quickly spoke up, saying, "Buy the bananas... it's okay, forget about my medicine. I'm fine and I don't need treatment."

I swear to God, Ismail, Mahmoud, and I froze in place, stunned by what we heard.

In Gaza, medicine has become a dream, and bananas have become a little girl's wish.

We couldn't just leave them like that.

I called a friend who owns a pharmacy and asked him to tell the family that the medication was free for certain humanitarian cases.

But the truth is, I paid for the entire amount.

I didn't want to embarrass them, because there are people who don't lack dignity; they just lack someone to silently comfort them in their pain. 💔

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

This photo was taken while I was lying flat on the ground under gunfire from the Israeli army, near what was called the “American aid point”… but in reality, we called it “the point of death.”

We would lie on the ground for hours, pressed against the dirt, while bullets passed above our heads, and sometimes struck one of us.

We were facing death just to get a kilo of flour to feed our children who were crying from hunger.

In this photo, we appear to be smiling…
but behind that smile is a pain that cannot be described.

Imagine that we would laugh together, and then suddenly one of us would be shot and die in front of us…
We would return to bury him,
and the next day we would go back again to the “point of death,” because our children were hungry.

How can I ever forget days like these?
How could they ever be erased from my memory? 💔

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

This is not a doll lying on the ground.

This is a Palestinian child who was killed by the Israeli army.

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

Today, before I even reached the bombing site in Gaza, from a distance, I smelled blood.

It wasn't a strange smell… it was terrifyingly familiar, as if my memory had memorized it from all the suffering I've endured during this genocide. It mingled with the dust, gunpowder, and smoke rising from the destroyed houses, yet I recognized it instantly.

At that moment, time collapsed inside me all at once. I was no longer in the present… I was transported back to the first massacre I ever witnessed. I saw blood flowing in the streets, faces distorted by terror, and body parts that seemed to be trying to speak before falling silent forever.

I stopped walking. I felt my body no longer knew how to move forward. It was as if everything I had tried to forget all this time had suddenly returned and stood before me.

This war hasn't just left us with memories… it has reshaped us from within. We no longer just remember the scenes; they now inhabit us and redefine us every single day.

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

When human suffering becomes comedy to you, humanity has already failed somewhere inside you.

[Chad Infi𓄿 @chad_infi]

Eid mubarak to Gaza kids

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

All the darkness of the world is in my eyes.

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

Never forget how Israel starved 2.2 million people in Gaza.

Repost this. Please I beg you

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

Displaced people’s tents are burning right now with those inside them in the Al-Mawasi area of Khan Younis, southern Gaza Strip. 💔

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

I'm a Palestinian.

I'm not a terrorist.

If u believe me, PLEASE leave a dot . it's just a dot .

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

Yesterday, I went out to bring my little brother an Eid toy…
He was waiting for me with the excitement every child deserves to feel before Eid.

But on the way, a missile suddenly struck right in front of me.
In one second, everything turned into blood, smoke, scattered body parts, and unbearable fear.

I stood there unable to understand how I was still alive.
The smell of gunpowder and blood filled the air, and all I could think about was my family… and my little brother waiting for me to return with his toy.

That toy could have become the last thing he remembered about me.
A gift from a brother who never came back home.

Since yesterday, one question has not left my mind:
Why did I survive while others beside me were killed?

[Mohammed Akram| مُحَمَّدْ𓂆🇵🇸 @Muhammad0deh]

Yesterday, I went out to bring my little brother an Eid toy…
He was waiting for me with the excitement every child deserves to feel before Eid.

But on the way, a missile suddenly struck right in front of me.
In one second, everything turned into blood, smoke, scattered body parts, and unbearable fear.

I stood there unable to understand how I was still alive.
The smell of gunpowder and blood filled the air, and all I could think about was my family… and my little brother waiting for me to return with his toy.

That toy could have become the last thing he remembered about me.
A gift from a brother who never came back home.

Since yesterday, one question has not left my mind:
Why did I survive while others beside me were killed?