This morning, I visited Damon Prison in Upper Carmel to meet with prisoner Lina Rashid Aweida Misk (born 15 December 1990) from Hebron, a trader (who imports raw materials for furniture) and mother of three children: Salsabil/Soso, Ilan, and Abd al-Rahman/Aboud.

She began by saying, ‘By God, sir, it has been my dream to see Khalil al-Rahman welcome you.’ What a small but significant dream!

I opened the meeting by saying, ‘Yahya named his son Muhammad, he is well and sweet, blond like Yahya, and in good health.’ She cried bitterly, sighed and replied, ‘He named him after my martyred brother, Muhammad Rashid Misk.’

My children don't think I've forgotten them. I miss them, I want to go back, I dream about them all the time.

She told me about her arrest. She went to meet with the intelligence services on 24 February 2025. They questioned her about her social media posts, and after the interrogation, which was ‘light,’ they took her to Hasharon prison and then to Damon.

In Damon, there was oppression, beatings, isolation with handcuffs, they beat me on my hands and I got a bone out, but thank God it wasn't broken, ghosts, threats of sexual abuse of girls, and the jailer would come out and say, ‘Who is better and more suitable?’ and they would laugh. They dragged us out of our rooms, beat us in the courtyard, grabbed us by the head and from behind, while we were blindfolded and our eyes were closed. They brought in dogs, and the officials came out and laughed, enjoying the torture.

I received special greetings from the girls of Damoun.

The girls greeted Dr. Saad and congratulated him on his graduation.

I requested that the letters from the free women of Damoun be delivered to their families: Banan, Aya, Fatima Mansour (What about my daughter's operation?), Haneen, Maysoun (don't pay the bail, I'm leaving soon), Shahd Hassan, Rama Balawi, and Karam (I left the court crying over my mother's crying), Tasnim Odeh (they beat me with a baton and I fainted, they didn't let me see my mother).

Lina in Room 8 (with Intisar Awauda and Sirin Saidi), and there is a new prisoner: Tahani Abu Samhan/Negev - eight months pregnant and suffering from thalassaemia.

Say hello to my daughter Soso, ‘You're a young girl now, take care of your brothers and your father,’ and Aboud and Yilan, "I want to eat you up, but I'll let you go because I love you so much. I see you as my whole world." Every night before I go to sleep, I imagine Yahya, Rawan, Rima, my mother and my father, and I dream of Othman coming to greet me.

My brothers and sisters: I felt that they were her soul. I asked her to convey her greetings and longing to her father, her mother and everyone.

‘I'm coming back with new hope for life.’ I'm going to start a new project for women and children, as well as a beauty salon (I'm determined to provide free treatment to all the girls of Damoun), and I'm going to set up an open buffet for all the girls of Damoun and give them everything they wanted during their imprisonment.

Suddenly, she let go and said, ‘Yahya, your son's bath is on me,’ and she greeted Islam's children, ‘I love them so much, Rashid, Kanar, and Alma.’ Do you think Islam knows I'm in prison? I'm happy with everyone, but I'll go back to them with the children.

Do you think I lost my job?

I kiss the children a lot.

When we parted, she said, ‘I'll be back, Mum.’

My dear Lina, I send you my warmest regards, and freedom to you and all the women of Damoun.

Damoun/Haifa, 14 July 2025

Lina Rashid Aweida Misk

‘I will return, Mother.’