hamada and montesir entered the tent seconds after us.basically vaporized when the bombs hit, their young bodies could not be identified or even found amongst the debrie left. behind, the other four dispersed in different directions, not knowing the fate of each other, as more bombs actually followed them ambulances and journalists came, but it was all over, badly wounded, i crawled until reached help, someone laid me on the ground and left to bring an ambulance, they wrapped my head in a bandage and laid me down. i was in a coma, so at the time i didn't know, was still alive. by wall, thinking he was dead. hamas fainted, yunus sat next to his brother and i was weaping over my brother and cousins. this other boy was with them, he came over yelling, mama, mama, i said to him, what's the matter? he said, muhammad was marted. i said, how come muhammad was martired? are you sure? you must be lying because muhammad was here just now. he said that muhammad was killed. i said he wasn't, but then i saw it air on tv, children killed on the beach.