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Save My Family from Hunger and Death in Gaza – We Need Food, Medicine, and Safety
My name is Iman, and I’m from Gaza.
I write these words with a heart that’s breaking, because what we are living through cannot be described — not with words, not with silence.
We are a family of six. We used to live a simple life, dreaming like any other family, laughing despite the hardships.
But the recent war erased everything. Everything.
In a single moment, our home was turned to rubble. The intense bombing forced us to flee with nothing but our lives.
We escaped death only to face another kind — a slow death called hunger, sickness, and fear.
Today, we live in a tattered tent, in an area with no electricity and no mercy.
No food. No medicine. No clean water. Nothing.
We are not asking for a luxurious life… we just want to survive.
We need a piece of bread to stop our hunger, a pill to save a life, and a simple roof to protect us from the cold and danger.
My father suffers from severe hepatitis and needs constant treatment.
My mother has diabetes and high blood pressure, and I also have diabetes.
Three of us need daily medication — and there is none.
We are dying slowly in front of each other, and in front of the world’s silence.
Every night we sleep to the sounds of bombing and cold, not knowing if we will wake up the next day.
The sky is black. The ground is ash. Even our hearts are exhausted from sorrow.
We are not just numbers on the news… we are human beings, feeling pain, hunger, and fear every single moment.
My only hope is to escape this hell — to reach a safe place where we can treat our illnesses, eat with dignity, and live as human beings.
Please, do not look away. Your support could save a life.
Your donation — no matter how small — could mean survival for my family.
And if you cannot donate, please share our story. Help us reach the hearts of people.
Help us live… don’t walk away as if we are invisible.
From my heart,
Iman from Gaza
