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He saw beloved friends of ours, some shot all over their bodies, others burnt alive

  • Dor E.'s story

My 29th birthday celebrations turned into my worst nightmare

It all started a few months ago when the date for the party was set. When the date came closer (my birthday), I told my younger brother and close friends that we were going to celebrate my birthday, and we would do it the only way we knew how. As the date approached, our excitement grew, the preparations began, and the scent of joy and celebration filled the air.


Dor E with his brother and friend at nova festival

Dor E with birthday cake and friends
The dance floor at the Supernova festival in Israel

The day finally arrived, and we left at the time we had planned, everything according to the schedule and with incredible energy. At the beginning it all went smoothly, with beautiful people everywhere. The stage was set, and the celebrations began. The first photo was taken half an hour before it all started. Everyone was smiling, we lit the candles, I blessed everyone, and we sat for half an hour, and then... everything turned into a war movie.


“Everyone was smiling, we lit the candles, I blessed everyone, and we sat for half an hour, and then... everything turned into a war movie"

The moment we heard the red alert siren, we made the decision to take cover. We grabbed the essentials and rushed to the cars. When we heard the sounds of gunfire approaching, a man came towards us, and we realized we were in a completely different situation. After getting out of the cars and hearing the shots getting closer on the road to hell, we made a split-second decision to get into the vehicles and head east, away from the border, as far as possible. As we thought we were safe, we got back in the cars, fled for our lives, and suddenly, boom, more gunfire was heading our way.


Cars near Nova Festival

Smoke on the horizon

"We navigated under heavy fire, witnessing a terrifying scene where people risked their lives"

We scattered again, this time in an open field, and we realized we were like sitting ducks in a shooting range, so we simply lay down on the ground.


With determination and courage, my dear brother and friend rushed towards the fire, bringing the car towards us. They managed to pick us up, and with the help of my father's remote guidance, we navigated under heavy fire, witnessing a terrifying scene where people risked their lives.


Several days passed, and people - so beautiful and joyful - who just wanted to come and enjoy a beautiful Sabbath, were killed at the hands of heartless murderers who showed no mercy. The trance scene had changed. The country had changed. Unfortunately, my future birthdays will not be the same, and I can only thank God for giving me a new lease on life. My heart goes out to the grieving families, and I wish a speedy recovery to the wounded. May God bring justice to the perpetrators of this injustice.


Dor E.



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