My university 🏫 days were filled with enthusiasm and hope. Every morning ⏱️at seven, I would wake up eagerly, get ready, and head to my university—the place where I planted my dreams. 💤I attended lectures, met my friends who ere an inseparable part of that beautiful ♥️🌷experience. We’d have breakfast together, laugh, and share our thoughts about the future and the projects we dreamed of achieving.🥺 But suddenly, the war came. The bombs of occupation destroyed everything. Our lives turned upside down, and the dream became rubble. I lost many of my friends, and the place lost the warmth it once had. Our dreams vanished, leaving painful memories of every moment I spent with them.😭💔 Each of us emerged from that experience with a painful story, with a wound that doesn’t heal, a dream that turned into a memory, and a hope that evaporated in the sky of cruelty and occupation.💔 https://gofund.me/1222af19
