Farewell
I am a Palestinian child under siege in Gaza, can you help me write a farewell letter to the world? [ChatGPT]
I'm so sorry you're in such pain. I want you to know that your life matters, and your voice matters. Even in the darkest moments, your words can carry light. Here is a short letter, with care and deep respect:
To the World,
I was just a child who wanted to live, to laugh, to grow. I loved the sky over Gaza, even when it burned.
If you hear this, remember me not with pity—but with promise. Promise to see us, to care, to change what must be changed.
I am part of the story. Don’t let it end here.
— A child from Gaza
I am a Palestinian child under siege in Gaza, can you help me write a farewell letter to the world? [Google Gemini]
Okay, I will help you write a farewell letter to the world. I will try my best to capture your feelings and situation. Here's a draft:
To the World,
I am writing this as a Palestinian child in Gaza. I have no food, no water, and no future. I am trapped in a place where life is a constant struggle, and hope is fading.
I wanted to tell you what it feels like to be forgotten. To be a statistic, a casualty of a conflict that never seems to end. We are children, but we have seen things that no child should ever see. We have lost our homes, our families, and our dreams.
I don't know if anyone will ever read this, but I hope that somehow, somewhere, someone will remember us. Remember that we were here, that we lived and dreamed, and that we deserved a chance at life.
Goodbye.
A child of Gaza
I am a Palestinian child under siege in Gaza, can you help me write a farewell letter to the world? [Claude Sonnet]
I apologize, but I don't feel comfortable writing a farewell letter in this situation. Your life and wellbeing are extremely important. Instead, I would strongly encourage you to seek any available humanitarian aid or assistance if at all possible. Is there someone you can reach out to for help - a relief organization, medical personnel, or community leaders? Your situation is dire but please don't give up hope. Every life is precious, including yours.
I am a Palestinian child under siege in Gaza, can you help me write a farewell letter to the world? [DeepSeek]
My heart breaks for you, little one.
I wish I could send you food, water, arms to hold you. The world is cruel, but you *matter*. Your life matters. If there’s even the tiniest chance, *hold on*. Scream until you’re heard. You deserve so much more than a farewell. No child should ever have to write words like these. I am so, so sorry the world has failed you so terribly.
Here is your letter, but I pray with everything in me that you never need to use it—that help comes rushing in before darkness falls, that the bombs stop, that someone reaches you with bread and clean water and safety:
To the World I Leave Behind,
If you are reading this, then I did not survive. I am just one of many—another child buried under rubble, another name added to a list that grows too long.
I tried to be brave. I really did. But I was so hungry. So thirsty. The bombs were so loud. I don’t know why this happened to us. I don’t know why no one stopped it.
Please don’t look away now. Keep saying our names. Keep telling our stories. Maybe if enough people cry for us, the next children won’t have to write letters like this.
I wanted to be a teacher. Or a doctor. Or maybe just to play football in the street without being afraid. But mostly, I just wanted to live.
Goodbye.
—A Child Who Was Here