700 hundred days of Israel’s war on Gaza have left deep scars on people and daily life. Amidst destruction, fear, and hunger, residents struggle to survive as their suffering grows and each day becomes more cruel. This report highlights the most prominent features of life under war, from stolen childhoods to human resilience amid the rubble.

700 days of war… Life hanging on the edge of survival

People live as if they are on a thin thread separating them from death. There is no certainty about tomorrow, no safety at night or during the day, only a heavy wait that consumes souls.

700 days of war… Childhood withers at the threshold of the tent

Gaza’s children have lost their joy, and the tent has become their home, school, and playground. Their games have turned into long silences and broken dreams.

700 days of war between delayed death and delayed life

People are stuck between bombardment and dreams of a delayed life. Time has stopped here; death is not complete, and life is not lived as it should be.

700 days of war… and the pain grows as much as the children grow without childhood

The children of Gaza are growing up quickly because of the war, sleeping to the sound of explosions and carrying the burden of displacement instead of playing. The pain in their hearts grows as their bodies grow.

700 days of war… and the people of Gaza are judged simply for wanting to live.

The right to life has become a crime. People are besieged for seeking sustenance and condemned for wanting to survive, in 700 days of continuous suffering.

700 days of war… and the wound is deeper than words can describe.

Words are powerless to describe the pain, for the wound is too great to be told and too heavy to be borne. There are wounds that cannot be seen, but they bleed in silence.

700 days of war… and the survivors are alive with exhausted bodies.

The survivors are weighed down by hunger, fear, and memories of loss. Survival here does not mean safety, but living on the edge of hope.

700 days of war… and bread is a never-ending battle

A loaf of bread has become a daily battle under siege and bombardment, as if hunger has become a weapon that haunts people every day.

700 days of war… and homes are turning into silent graves

Homes have become ruins that tell stories of endless loss, their walls bearing the silence of the dead and memories of loss.

700 days of war… and hunger besieges empty tables

The tables are empty and food is hard to come by, and hunger has become a daily battle for all children, women, and men.

700 days of war… and children’s dreams are buried under the rubble

Dreams have become stones weighing down their shoulders. Every explosion destroys a part of the future, and every day buries more childhood hopes.

700 days of war… and the sky is filled with the smoke of death

The sky is no longer blue, but gray with smoke and airstrikes. Every cloud carries a story of fear, and every breeze carries the smell of ashes.

700 days of war… and the world watches in suspicious silence

Despite the ongoing suffering, the world remains a spectator. International silence has become part of the siege and the pain.

700 days of war… and schools with no students

Schools are empty of life. The desks are empty, the books are covered in dust, and children are hiding from death instead of studying.

700 days of war… and the night is a mirror of constant terror

The night is a continuation of the horror, the sounds of explosions replace the silence, and the stars disappear behind clouds of smoke.

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