Hard to describe how broken and devastated I’m feeling today. Maybe it’s because I have a daughter the same age. I cannot stop thinking about that little girl. Maybe she had been asking all day for some money to buy a packet of chips, a juice, or some sweets. The happiness on her face when her parents finally said yes. Maybe she ran out the door with the kind of excitement only children have, already thinking about what she was going to buy. And maybe her mother, overwhelmed with the endless responsibilities that come with running a home, thought exactly what any parent would think, the shop is right there. She’ll be back in a few minutes. What could possibly happen? That question is breaking my heart. Because this wasn’t a child taking a risk. This wasn’t a dangerous situation. This was a little girl going to a local shop. Something children should be able to do without fear. Instead, she never came home.
I keep thinking about her parents waiting for her to walk back through the door. The first few minutes. Then the worry. Then the panic. Then the realization that something was terribly wrong. And I keep thinking about that little girl. How frightened she must have been. How confused she must have been. How desperately she must have wanted her mother.
There is something unbearable about imagining a child spending her final moments scared and alone, when all she wanted was to go buy a few things and come back home. And my heart breaks for her mother, because I know there will be a part of her that replays that moment for the rest of her life. If only I had gone with her. If only I had walked her there. If only I had said no. But that burden should never have been hers to carry.
Every parent wants to believe that the world is safe enough for their child to walk to a nearby shop and come home a few minutes later. That is not negligence. That is trust. And it is a trust that was shattered in the most horrific way imaginable.
A little girl left home expecting to be back in minutes. She never made it home. And I cannot stop thinking about her. May Allah give her family sabar.
This is my will and my final message. If these words reach you, know that Israel has succeeded in killing me and silencing my voice. First, peace be upon you and Allah’s mercy and blessings.
Allah knows I gave every effort and all my strength to be a support and a voice for my people, ever since I opened my eyes to life in the alleys and streets of the Jabalia refugee camp. My hope was that Allah would extend my life so I could return with my family and loved ones to our original town of occupied Asqalan (Al-Majdal). But Allah’s will came first, and His decree is final. I have lived through pain in all its details, tasted suffering and loss many times, yet I never once hesitated to convey the truth as it is, without distortion or falsification—so that Allah may bear witness against those who stayed silent, those who accepted our killing, those who choked our breath, and whose hearts were unmoved by the scattered remains of our children and women, doing nothing to stop the massacre that our people have faced for more than a year and a half.
I entrust you with Palestine—the jewel in the crown of the Muslim world, the heartbeat of every free person in this world. I entrust you with its people, with its wronged and innocent children who never had the time to dream or live in safety and peace. Their pure bodies were crushed under thousands of tons of Israeli bombs and missiles, torn apart and scattered across the walls.
I urge you not to let chains silence you, nor borders restrain you. Be bridges toward the liberation of the land and its people, until the sun of dignity and freedom rises over our stolen homeland. I entrust you to take care of my family. I entrust you with my beloved daughter Sham, the light of my eyes, whom I never got the chance to watch grow up as I had dreamed.
I entrust you with my dear son Salah, whom I had wished to support and accompany through life until he grew strong enough to carry my burden and continue the mission.
I entrust you with my beloved mother, whose blessed prayers brought me to where I am, whose supplications were my fortress and whose light guided my path. I pray that Allah grants her strength and rewards her on my behalf with the best of rewards.
I also entrust you with my lifelong companion, my beloved wife, Umm Salah (Bayan), from whom the war separated me for many long days and months. Yet she remained faithful to our bond, steadfast as the trunk of an olive tree that does not bend—patient, trusting in Allah, and carrying the responsibility in my absence with all her strength and faith.
I urge you to stand by them, to be their support after Allah Almighty. If I die, I die steadfast upon my principles. I testify before Allah that I am content with His decree, certain of meeting Him, and assured that what is with Allah is better and everlasting.
O Allah, accept me among the martyrs, forgive my past and future sins, and make my blood a light that illuminates the path of freedom for my people and my family. Forgive me if I have fallen short, and pray for me with mercy, for I kept my promise and never changed or betrayed it.
Do not forget Gaza… And do not forget me in your sincere prayers for forgiveness and acceptance.
Anas Jamal Al-Sharif
06.04.2025
This is what our beloved Anas requested to be published upon his martyrdom.
It pains me to say this & I don’t do so lightly, as the son of a Holocaust survivor, as someone who has lectured on genocide prevention at Auschwitz, where my mom lost dozens of her family, but Israel is behaving like Nazis. This is not self-defence, this is not to protect Jews, this is Nazism, this is a Holocaust driven by racist white supremacy
While #Madleen must be released immediately, every Mediterranean port should send boats with aid, solidarity, and humanity to Gaza. They shall sail together—united, they will be unstoppable.
#BreakingTheSiege is a legal duty for states, and a moral imperative for all of us.
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Israel just bombed an Egyptian aid truck carrying water for Gaza.
Israel is deliberately depriving the population of Gaza of water.
This is a crime against humanity.