I write to you with tears in my eyes. The genocide killed our provider, the one who gave us food and clean water. My older brother was our support; he provided food for us and my mother, who was suffering from cancer. My brother was killed by a treacherous bullet to the head; he died instantly. My mother's health deteriorated afterward until she died from the hunger and disease that ravaged her body. My brother, my father, and I were left alone, with nothing to satisfy our hunger or silence our gnawing stomachs
Our bodies have been weakened by lack of food and clean water, and diseases have taken hold. I am now suffering from chest pain; I have been struck by a wheezing that causes shortness of breath and has confined me to bed. I find it difficult to move. Meanwhile, my younger brother and my frail father, who is suffering from the pain of loss and hunger, remain
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My father suffered greatly after losing my brother, and shortly after, my mother. Now his other son is bedridden and unable to do anything, and his other son is a young child. Our lives have been turned upside down. We are being killed in a genocide. My father looks at me every day and cries because he can't provide us with food, and my health is deteriorating day by day from hunger. Please help us. Save this helpless little family who don't even have enough money for food. Please save me before I die. My father has lost enough. Please don't leave us alone. Help us in any way you can. We need $300. Please help us. Don't let us die. Please. 💔😭😭
