Yazan Muhammad Miqdad

He was the quietest of his brothers, sensible, and obedient to his parents. He was committed to his prayers and resembled his late, quiet uncle, Musab, may God have mercy on him. He had a sense of humor and a distinctive laugh. He went to sleep with his Eid money in his pocket, which he usually spent on clothes he loved. He did not wake up in the morning to give it to his mother for safekeeping, and he never woke up again. He was killed, his small body torn apart by a missile, along with his three brothers and their grandfather.