Abdul Aziz is a ten-year-old Gazan boy who looks energetic and athletic, as his physique suggests. His age does not yet prepare him to delve into politics or understand what is going on around him, and why all this killing, destruction, displacement, fear and anxiety, even though he knows that there is a state called "Israel" next door that is besieging them, starving them, displacing them and attacking them with rockets and missiles day and night.

Abdul Aziz came into the world with his twin sister Mira after a four-year wait to bring joy to his father, journalist Mohammed Khreis, and his wife, who resorted to in vitro fertilization to be able to conceive.

Abdul Aziz Mohammed Khreis was born during another war, before or after it, it doesn’t matter. A war, or more precisely an aggression, because war is between two armies. But what happened in 2014, just like what is happening today, was between an army that possesses the equipment and technology that qualifies it to occupy an advanced position among the armies of the world, and also possesses hundreds of nuclear warheads, and a people who had been under siege for seven years - at the time - and had nothing but patience, will and hope.

The ceiling of Abdul Aziz’s dreams, like all his peers in the besieged and starving Gaza Strip, is to enjoy security and peace like the rest of the children of the world, and to find a football field where he can practice his hobby, or a safe space on the beach where he can play with his friends without fearing their bullets and shells that do not differentiate between anyone, or an open crossing that enables him and his family to travel as all people do.

Abdul Aziz and his family left their home due to the raids and shelling operations carried out by the occupation’s planes and tanks, and they moved from place to place in search of lost security, until they ended up in a tent that did not protect against the cold, heat, or shells in the Al-Sawarah area, west of the Al-Nuseirat camp in the middle of the Strip, but death pursued them from the occupation’s warplanes, and his parents and twin sister, Mira, were kidnapped.

Ten-year-old Abdul Aziz is now lying on a hospital bed in Al-Aqsa Martyrs Hospital, under the care of his grandmother who never leaves him. He survived the throes of death, but he sustained severe abdominal injuries, as shrapnel from the bombs tore his insides apart, leaving him in need of continuous medical care, as he cannot do without the tubes that come out of his stomach.

Now, what is going through the mind of the child Abdulaziz after losing his father, mother and sister? What does he remember of that horrific incident, when the occupiers’ missiles rained down on the tents of the displaced? Did Abdulaziz really escape death, having become an orphan of both parents, and without his other half, his sister Mira?