Corrections

The sights, the sounds, the stories of the survivors and the dead in Be’eri are etched into me to this day. An entire community fought for its life, while I, in its midst, tried to gather the fragments.

On October 7, two terrorist squads broke into the home of the Avital family. They smashed and looted the house, prepared it for arson, and left only at noon.

A convoy of colorful cars on the way to paradise. Costumes, fairies, love on the dance floors. Then, with the sunrise, the dream turned into a nightmare.

The morning of October 7 began with deafening explosions. We understood immediately: this was war.