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"We no longer dream… We just want to live another day without bombing, without hunger, without fear."
I am a university student from Gaza. A young man who used to carry his university bag, and today he bears the burden of survival in a city that knows nothing but pain.
My home was destroyed. My land was seized by the occupation. My family lost everything.
Even water, bread, and medicine… became unattainable dreams.
We live days that don't resemble life… There's no enough food, no electricity, no clean water, not even safety. We spend the nights surrounded by the bombardment's lights, and the day searching for a morsel of food to satisfy our hunger or medicine to save a sick person.
Despite all this, I'm still trying to complete my studies. I still believe that knowledge has a louder voice than bombs, and that the pen is mightier than a bullet. But I can't afford university fees, and I don't have money for books or even internet access.
That's why I'm writing to you… Perhaps this appeal will reach the heart of a person who knows the meaning of mercy and feels the weight of the pain we carry.