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One of the people the Islamic Republic murdered was someone personal to me. She was born in Bojnord but was a resident in Tehran. “Fight, fight until victory.” That was the note Nazli Janparvar’s family found in her pocket. “This is the word of Iran's children (the kids on the streets): War, war until freedom. Freedom means Kurds, Lurs, Turks, and Persians, with hijab or without hijab, believers and non-believers, with any belief, living freely side by side without an Islamic government. For now, the only goal is overthrow. Later, we will reach an understanding about governance. Don't force your personal preferences on one another in these conditions. Right now, we need unity and solidarity. The priority is the overthrow of this system.” - she said Nazli was shot by Islamic Republic forces in Tehran. She was taken alive to a clinic, then abducted from her hospital bed and executed. When her family finally found her body, her hands were raised over her face as if she had tried to protect herself. Those same hands were filled with bullets and pellets. What destroys me the most is that this wasn’t the first time the regime hurt her. During the Mahsa Amini uprising, she had already been arrested and disappeared for days. When she finally came back, her loved ones were just relieved she was alive. But she still went back out for Iran. On January 8, 2026, Nazli joined protests in Tajrish Square. She was texting and calling loved ones until suddenly her phone went silent. It never turned back on. Her family searched through hundreds of bodies before her mother finally found her daughter in, half her body was destroyed by bullets. And even after killing her, the regime still wasn’t done humiliating her family. To receive her body, they were forced to accept a fake death certificate claiming she died in a “car accident.” Your name is eternal, Nazli jan. 💔 #IranMassacre‌ #KingRezaPahlavi‌ForIran #جاویدشاه