Every time I go to a U.S.-run ‘aid’ center in Gaza, I know I might not come back – Mondoweiss

It was 4:00 a.m. The air was thick with fog, and we could barely see a few meters ahead of us. I walked alongside my friend, Ahmad, toward the Israeli and American-controlled aid distribution center, run by the so-called Gaza Humanitarian Foundation. It felt like we were marching toward our own deaths, but we had no other option. Our tents had no food.

We only left because we had heard that the American distribution point might open at dawn. Everyone was saying to be there early…