A cry for help from Gaza❤️🩹
Fatima Iman and Nour are the pulse of my heart and the light of my life.
The horrific story of the recent war in Gaza
Since the beginning of the last war in Gaza, my home has been partially destroyed, forcing us to move. We had to move more than ten times to find safety. During this harrowing journey, we faced extreme hunger and malnutrition that almost claimed the lives of me and my children. In addition, we have been exposed to many serious infectious diseases and epidemics.
My children deserve to live a peaceful life free of fear and anxiety.
My dream is for your help to support my family and escape this genocide. Your help means the world to me and my children.
How can you help
Your donations can be a beacon of hope for us. Every dollar can help save my children's lives and give them a chance to live in peace. Your prayers for us to overcome this ordeal and lift the siege are greatly needed
Fatima: the closest to my heart, and my little one.
Iman: The friendly, kind, and loving child who is loved by everyone
Nour: Who did not live her life like other children, as she was born two months before the war
Donate now and help us get to safety
May God reward you greatly for your generosity.
Background on the Gaza war
The war in Gaza has left hundreds of thousands of victims, destroyed infrastructure, and left many homeless 💔. The humanitarian situation in the region has reached critical levels, with severe shortages of basic necessities such as food, water and health care. Children are the most affected, as they have lost their sense of security, education and normal life.
Your support is our hope
Your donation is the light that can guide us towards a better future. Don't miss the chance to be part of a story that saves a family suffering from unimaginable hardships.
Donate now and make hope possible
Thank you for your support and kindness.
My gratitude
Ahed and family
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And put a drop into his cup of wine.
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