At around 5:30 A.M., I was woken by two loud explosions. The whole house shook and some walls collapsed. Everyone was hysterical. Neighbors came over and we started looking for everyone in the rubble. It was clear from the beginning that the women‘s room was the most badly damaged. The room was dark and full of smoke. We found my sister, Rawida. She was badly wounded from big pieces of shrapnel, but she was still alive. We got her out from under the rubble. One of the rods that support the roof was stuck in her hip. We pulled it out of her body. We carried her out to the street. Then we found my mother. She was lying in a corner of the room covered in blood and crying in pain. She was having difficulty breathing, but her injuries looked less dangerous. Another of my sisters, Hanan, was badly hurt in her abdomen and chest. She was still breathing. My brother, Marwan, was also hurt. The neighbors helped us carry them outside.