Today, 365 days ago, a war started in my country, there are people who say we are the bad guys, I dont listen to them, becuase I know my country and we arent like that. There are people out there that will think I'm evil or think killing me would be a deed good eanough to get them into heaven just becuase of my religion and the country i live in but theyare wrong, I'm just a random, normal person, I have a life, friends, family, a lover, and there are thousends of people like me who's live where cut short due to the people who think the things I said earlier in this messege. So I thought I'd spill some light on this situation and share my story, and I encourege my fellow israely wattpad users to do the same. This story will be posted in 5 parts
On the 6th of October, at around 10 PM my family and I went back home on a plane from Germany, we came back home on the 7th at 2 or 3 AM after a long flight, my parents told us to go to sleep but I didnt listen, I thought it would be a regular night, I'd stay awake, reading, then sleep all afternoon, it was holiday after all so I'd have no school that day at all, but little did I know that was the first of two sleepless nights I'd have to spend awake, at 6:35 AM, the alarms rang waking me from my bearly awake state, my parents rushed us downstairs to our safe room, I wasnt scared, we get missle once every 2 months or so and I was at that age where it didnt matter anymore, but my sisters were scared and so were my parents.
