My name is Nouran, I am 21 years oldโฆ ๐๐ฅบ
I used to live with my family in a small home ๐ก filled with warmth, love, and safety ๐คโจ We would gather around a simple table ๐ฝ๏ธ, laugh together ๐, dream together ๐ธ, and feel secure despite everything around us. But suddenlyโฆ everything changed ๐ฅ๐ญ
The occupation forced us to flee our home many times ๐ถโโ๏ธโบ Every time, we held onto hope ๐คฒ and told ourselves: โWe will return soon.โ ๐๏ธ But the last displacement was the hardestโฆ because we never came back ๐๐
Why? What happenedโ
Because our home no longer existsโฆ ๐๏ธ It was destroyed and turned into rubble, piles of sand, and broken memories ๐ฅ๐ชจ
Today, we are not asking for the impossible ๐
We only want to live in safety ๐๏ธ, to sleep without fear ๐, and to bring back the smiles ๐ that my family lost because of war and suffering ๐๐ญ
Our little baby โNounaโ ๐ถ๐ป๐ผ is only 6 months old. She needs milk ๐ฅ, diapers, and clothes ๐ My heart breaks every day because I cannot provide her with the most basic things every child deserves ๐ข๐ I want to feed her ๐ฒ, dress her ๐, and let her feel warmth and safety like other children ๐ค๐งธ
And โNaboulaโ ๐ซ๐ง dreams of nothing more than a small piece of chocolate ๐ฌ Every day I promise her that I will bring her one ๐ฅบ, but I cannotโฆ and it hurts me deeply to see disappointment in her little eyes ๐ญ๐
Pleaseโฆ lend us a helping hand ๐คฒ๐
Help us survive ๐ฟ, help us find safety again ๐๏ธ, and help us bring even a small smile ๐ back to children who have suffered far too much for their young age ๐๐ถ๐ป
Any support ๐ค, donation ๐ต, or even sharing our story ๐ข could make a huge difference in our lives ๐โจ
WHERE IS OUR RIGHT TO LIVE? ๐












