the diaries of palestine.
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  • Reads 17,650
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  • Parts 121
  • Time 20h 3m
Complete, First published Nov 23, 2019
The diaries of Palestine is a book written by me about different stories that happened to the Palestinians throughout the years as the war went on. 

I also wrote a few poems and added them to the book, hope you enjoy them 💕
As one of them, I decided to tell their story since it's my responsibility as a Palestinian to spread awareness about the Palestinian cause. 

Unlike other books, you are welcome to share the stories to help raise awareness about the Palestinian cause. 
This book is not full 
Get your full copy from Kobo books
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I stood there outside in the street with my sisters and my neighbors, screaming at them and shouting and all that came out of my mouth was 
"It's my home" 
"It is my home" 

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