Hossam and his best friend Mohammed were laid to rest side by side, but in Gaza, being Palestinian often means not even having the basic dignity of a grave. Thousands of burial sites have been destroyed by the brutal Israeli occupation, leaving countless families with no idea where their loved ones are buried. The “lucky” ones are those who have a marked grave.

In the last 24 hours, Israeli occupation forces have committed three massacres across northern Gaza. Hossam would’ve been rushing from one scene to the next, documenting every moment. Today, he’s not here to tell the story — so let his voice live on. Keep speaking about Gaza.

Moving forward, this account will be managed by Hossam’s team — two very close friends who knew him well. We will use this space to remember Hossam and continue speaking about Gaza, just as he would have wanted.

This is Hossam’s team, and we are sharing his final message : “If you’re reading this, it means I have been killed—most likely targeted—by the Israeli occupation forces. When this all began, I was only 21 years old—a college student with dreams like anyone else. For past 18 months, I have dedicated every moment of my life to my people. I documented the horrors in northern Gaza minute by minute, determined to show the world the truth they tried to bury. I slept on pavements, in schools, in tents—anywhere I could. Each day was a battle for survival. I endured hunger for months, yet I never left my people’s side. By God, I fulfilled my duty as a journalist. I risked everything to report the truth, and now, I am finally at rest—something I haven’t known in the past 18 months . I did all this because I believe in the Palestinian cause. I believe this land is ours, and it has been the highest honor of my life to die defending it and serving its people. I ask you now: do not stop speaking about Gaza. Do not let the world look away. Keep fighting, keep telling our stories—until Palestine is free.” — For the last time, Hossam Shabat, from northern Gaza.

The Israeli occupation is no longer allowing doctors and nurses to enter Gaza. It’s clear that the occupation is trying to push forward its plan to forcibly displace the people of Gaza.

Today, I met a woman holding three small children as she evacuated yet again. She told me it’s probably her 30th time evacuating. Her husband, parents, and siblings have all been killed, and she now finds herself alone with young children, desperately searching for shelter and food. This is who Israel is bombing .

مشهد يوثق حجم الدمار في مشروع بيت لاهيا بعد الانسحاب الجزئي للجيش. حرفيًا لا يوجد بيت سليم، كلهم تم تسويتهم بالأرض. لم يعد مشروع بيت لاهيا صالحًا للسكن أو بالأحرى لم يعد هناك منطقة تُسمى مشروع بيت لاهيا A scene documenting the extent of destruction in the Beit Lahia project following the partial withdrawal of the army. Literally, there is no intact house; all of them have been leveled to the ground. The Beit Lahia project is no longer habitable, or rather, there is no longer an area called the Beit Lahia project.

Footage I took today shows displaced children across northern Gaza. The majority don’t have shoes or winter clothes and are living in makeshift tents that continue to flood due to the heavy rains

لحظة الاستهداف كانت مؤلمة وصادمة، لكنني واصلت التصوير وأنا جالس على الركام لدقائق. حاولت بعد ذلك السير مستندًا إلى حوائط المنزل.

Tonight, I was deliberately targeted by Israeli forces. After receiving word of a nearby bombing, I jumped into my car to report . Upon arriving at the house packed with terrified people, I could hear their desperate screams for help from the second floor. The moment I stepped inside, the house was bombed again, and dismembered body parts of the wounded flew around me. Rubble crashed down on me and my colleagues; One first responder was killed, and while my colleague and I were injured, many others did not survive.