We Are Facing A Harsh Winter Unlike Any We Have Seen In Gaza For Years, With Nothing To Protect Us From

Urgent! the deadly cold is threatening our lives. 😢💔

The fierce winds have torn apart the roof of our tent, and heavy rain has flooded everything around us. Now, we live in our torn tent, with my little child shivering in my arms, and my sick mother in law struggling to withstand the biting cold that pierces our fragile bodies.

Every night, I wake up terrified multiple times, placing my hand on my child’s chest to make sure he is still breathing. The thought of losing him tears my heart apart with every passing minute. After seeing the news about children who died from extreme cold, the fear for our lives has become more real and frightening than ever. 😭💔

Urgent! The Deadly Cold Is Threatening Our Lives. 😢💔

Your support has been the only reason we have survived the hardest times of our lives, and we will forever be grateful to you kindness. 🙏💚 Thanks to a kind-hearted person, just a few days ago, we were able to purchase a tent that filled our hearts with joy and hope during this difficult time. Our gratitude and thanks to them cannot be expressed in words 🙏♥️

but we didn’t even get a chance to find comfort in it before the winds tore it apart and rainwater flooded inside. 😥💔

We are facing a harsh winter unlike any we have seen in Gaza for years, with nothing to protect us from the unforgiving cold. We are exposed to this storm, struggling solely to survive. ❄️

Please! We desperately need blankets, warm winter clothes, and covers to shield my child and my mother in law from this frost. Most importantly, we need strong tarps to repair our destroyed tent, but they are expensive, and we cannot afford them. 😥

Every contribution, no matter how small, could mean the difference between life and death for us. Don’t let our cries fade away in this deadly cold. Help us survive and give us hope for a warmer and safer tomorrow. 🙏🫂

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