Rahaf Arafat Shuhaiber

She was affectionate and kind, beloved by everyone, and she loved children a great deal. Our neighbors' house was threatened by the occupation, so we fled to my maternal aunt's house. Then, at dawn, they bombed my aunt's house, and she and my aunt were killed. Before her death, she would tell us: "I don't want to die. I want to live my life and be happy. I wish I could be the sister of a groom." But sadly, she was killed. My sister who has departed to the heavens, you left behind a longing and a memory that the business of life cannot erase. May God have mercy on you, equal to the pain your departure has caused me. May your grave be peaceful, and may our longing hearts find peace.