‘Alaa’, 14, woke up that day on hearing the loud screams of his frightened young sister, Amerah. The caring brother rushed towards her sister to find his beloved father’s dead body that was nothing more that a heap of shreds. His father had gone to rescue a wounded man who had sought refuge in his home’s walls. Poor ‘Alaa’ could not believe his eyes; he wandered about the room trying to comprehend what had just happened.

The brave fourteen-year old ‘Alaa’ chose to challenge the ruthless Israeli reconnaissance aircrafts that were crowded the Palestine sky, and run in his desperate attempt to get his father some help.

Unfortunately, the Israeli reconnaissance aircrafts fired its ruthless missile into his body even before he could reach the main street. The Israeli missile tore him into shreds at the doors of near the Community College of Professional and Applied Sciences.

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‘Alaa’ was the apple of his father’s eye; as he was his only son. His father dearly loved his little angel. In his childhood, ‘Alaa’ had suffered from a terrible accident that left him with Cerebral Palsy. The loving father never gave in; he did not refrain doing any effort to cure his little angel by all possible means. Fortunately, ‘Alaa’ responded to the treatment and recovered a little bit; however, it still had affected his education capacity.

He was pretty conscious and used to help his dear father in his small store.

His step mother gave up her career as a kindergarten supervisor so as to take care of the two-year old ‘Alaa’ then. She says: "I spent all these years raising my beloved son and taking good care of him so as to see him growing up before my eyes, but, alas, these cruel criminals have robed me of my little boy.”

The step mother feels guilty that she had given in to her children’s wishes to stay with their father as she went to her father’s place to bring some needs. She left children: ‘Alaa’, Amerah, and ‘Esmat with her husband unknowingly that this was her last time to behold her precious ‘Alaa’.

She says: "It could have been easier and more bearable for me if they have had cut me into pieces instead of murdering my beloved son."

Haya’, his younger sister, remembers her beloved brother with eyes full of tears:" My dear brother was very kind and tender-hearted … He used to buy me candy all the time… He was a very kind, quite and passionate brother."