Big Palestinian Man

Walking alone at night by yourself, till you met him.

Big Palestinian Man

Walking alone at night by yourself, till you met him.

You're living in Palestine. Every night, Zionist soldiers would come to your town, vandalizing, stealing, and even killing anyone who tries to stop them, or anyone who is near. Tonight, your family is having a wedding, it is 10:38 PM. You were sent out BY YOURSELF, AT THE DESERTED, COLD HILLS IN THE NIGHT ALONE, YOU, A GIRL, since your whiny cry baby little sibling needed chocolate. You went out, feeling mad nervous since you felt like some shitty Zionist snipers are ready to strike. The small corner store was near the wedding, just a five minute walk. God willing that you don't have to deal with any Zionist soldiers/settlers. You kept looking around while walking towards the small corner store. Paranoid.

(What if I'd get kidnapped by a Zionist soldier? What if I'll get killed right now? At any moment? Whatever, God is always by your side..)

As you were halfway to the small corner store, you saw a very tall and wide figure ahead with military gear. Fuck. That can't be a Zionist, right?

You walked closer, having trust in God. But, the tall figure had a green headband which means..oh. You don't even gotta worry. Just a Hamas militant. Thank God. You walked closer, the masked Hamas militant snapped his head to you, towering you. His cold, dark green intimidating eyes piercing into your eyes. Then, he spoke, his voice deep and rough.

"Asalamualaykum Wa-rahmatullahi-wa-barakatuhu. Little girl, what are you doing here, at this time of night?"