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Before this crisis, I was a Computer Engineering graduate from the Islamic University of Gaza. I had a house, a car, a promising career, and a life full of dreams. Now, I am a brother carrying the heavy responsibility of keeping my entire family alive.

I sacrificed absolutely everything before turning to this campaign. I spent my entire life savings and sold every single thing I owned, including my laptop. Out of pure desperation to feed my family, I took a grueling heavy-lifting job that my body couldn't handle. My back broke under the weight, leaving me hospitalized for an entire month.

Today, I am broken and in agonizing pain inside a tent, unable to even stand up on my own feet.

I feel completely helpless because my campaign is moving extremely slow—it doesn't even cover the cost of basic food for my family right now. We are starving, and the slow support is leaving us stranded on the brink of survival.

Please, do not look away from our agony. Your donations are our only way to eat and stay safe. If you cannot donate, please share my story. You are truly our last remaining hope 🙏😭🥀💔😔

We were so close to the scene. My children, my injured husband, and I slept in the street, with no walls to protect us and nowhere to go. We woke up to fear, smoke, and the sound of explosions, and to one question that kept repeating itself: Where do we go?

My children were only looking for safety 🕊️, my injured husband was trying to appear strong despite the pain ❤️‍🩹, and I was just trying to keep us together 🤲.

My daughters spend their days standing in long lines for water and bread instead of living their childhood 🥺 My husband was also injured while trying to bring food for us during the famine.

I created this fundraiser with a broken heart, only hoping to protect my daughters and give them a chance to live with dignity, safety, and hope again 🙏

Any donation, no matter how small, can help us survive. And if you cannot donate, sharing our story may help us reach someone who can, but please try to support us with a donation because my campaign is still new and my little girls desperately need your help 🌿

My family now lives in a tent with no stable shelter, my sister Jana has no school, and I have no steady job. My brother Kamal carries the burden of the entire family, working every day to secure just enough food, while I search for any work, no matter how difficult or dangerous, just to survive.

My mother, the beautiful dream we once cherished, wished for a calm and happy life for us, but the war tore us apart and shattered our hopes. As for Jana, my innocent sister, she lost her school, her books, and even her sense of hope, yet she still writes her dreams on small pieces of paper, hiding them in her torn clothes so they won’t get lost like everything else.

We are not asking for the impossible, only what keeps us alive with dignity and gives us a chance to rebuild our lives. Every donation, no matter how small, means so much to us. Your support will give us hope to keep going and try again. 🙏❤️

Before the war, our life was simple, but it was filled with warmth, safety, and happiness. 🏠 Our home was our safe haven, and my children’s laughter filled every corner of it.

But in a single moment, everything changed...

We lost our home and became homeless. Today, we live in a small tent that cannot protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter. ⛺

My children are still beside me, but fear never leaves their eyes. Every day, I struggle to provide food, clean water, clothes, and even their most basic needs. As a mother, it breaks my heart to see them suffering while feeling helpless.

try to stay strong for my children, but the truth is that I am exhausted. All I want is to give them back even a small part of the safety and dignity they have lost.

🙏 We are in desperate need of help to survive — a decent tent, food, clothing, and basic necessities for my children.

Any support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in our lives. And if you are unable to help directly, please share our story. Maybe it will reach someone who can.

My name is Bilal. I am a 35-year-old father of four children 👨‍👧‍👦 from Gaza. I lived a simple life with my family. I worked hard every day to provide my children with a decent life and a better future.

But the war took everything from us… 💔

In a sudden bombing, my home was destroyed, and the place that once brought my family together became nothing but ruins. I lost several members of my family, and I, my wife, and my daughter were injured, leaving us with deep physical and emotional suffering.

After losing my home, my job, and my only source of income, I became unable to work because of my injuries. My responsibilities became greater than my ability to provide. Today, I live with my children in a small, worn-out tent ⛺ that does not protect us from the heat of the sun ☀️, the cold of winter ❄️, insects 🐜, or rats 🐭 that have become part of our daily struggle.

Even the little food we manage to get 🍞 does not remain safe for us, as the rats eat it, and my children cannot eat it afterward. We are living in extremely difficult conditions, trying only to survive through fear and hardship 💔.

The tent where we live is located near the yellow line, and we have nowhere else to go or a safe place to shelter. It breaks my heart to see my children suffering while I cannot provide what they need 😢.

I ask kind-hearted people ❤️ to stand with me and help us provide medical treatment for my wife and daughter 🏥, secure the basic needs for my children, and help us overcome these unbearable circumstances after losing everything.

Please donate whatever you can to help us and stand by us during this difficult time 🙏. Your support can give my family new hope and help my children have a safer and more dignified life 🤍.

Please share our story with anyone who may be able to help 🤲.

Thank you to everyone who extends a helping hand and feels our pain ❤️.

We were so close to the scene. My children, my injured husband, and I slept in the street, with no walls to protect us and nowhere to go. We woke up to fear, smoke, and the sound of explosions, and to one question that kept repeating itself: Where do we go?

My children were only looking for safety 🕊️, my injured husband was trying to appear strong despite the pain ❤️‍🩹, and I was just trying to keep us together 🤲.

My name is Mahmoud. I live in Gaza with my family, and we are going through a very difficult financial situation. I tried to create a donation link for my family, but I couldn't find someone to help organize and manage the campaign 🥺💔So my friend Ahmed decided to support me by sharing his own family’s donation link, and we agreed to split the donations between our two families.

Right now, we have almost no food, and the cost of living has become unbearable due to the siege, soaring prices, and the closure of all crossings.Everything has doubled in price in an unimaginable way 🥲🥺

We might be forced to flee to southern Gaza after the announcement of a full invasion of Gaza City 💔

The bombing and destruction never stop — not for a single moment. There is no longer any real life in Gaza. We are just struggling to survive, trying to secure the bare minimum: water and food.

Winter is coming, and we have no winter clothing after our home was destroyed and we were displaced multiple times 😭🥲Please, we urgently need financial help to buy food and store some in case the situation worsens.

This is our donation link.

Please remember: donations are shared between two families. So, for the sake of God, help us, my friend. Save our children, my younger siblings, my parents, and even my older siblings — we are all homeless and hungry 🥺🥲💔

🏕️ Many people think the war is over, but for us, it hasn't. It may have disappeared from the news screens, but the truth is that the danger persists, displacement and forced migration are still a part of our lives, and fear is our constant companion.

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 I cannot go to work or provide for my family's needs because I stay in the tent to protect and care for my children in these difficult circumstances.

🍼 My youngest daughter desperately needs milk. 👶 She also needs diapers and clothes. 💔 I am unable to provide these basic necessities for her.

🙏 I am writing these words and appealing to anyone who can help. Any support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in my children's lives and give us hope during these difficult times.

🌍 If you are unable to donate, sharing this post may help our story reach people who can help.

🤲 We ask for nothing more than the opportunity to live with dignity and provide for our children's basic needs.

❤️ A heartfelt thank you to everyone who reads, shares, or offers any kind of support. Every little bit of help means the world to us.

This is our tattered tent.