Help my family survive and get out of Gaza to a safe place

Hello, my name is Nour Al-Huda Said Abdel Dayem and I am 16 years old. My sister, Roaa, is 15 years old. We live in northern Gaza. My father was martyred when I was less than a year old, and my sister was in my mother’s womb. After the martyrdom of my father, we moved to live with my mother’s family, which consists of my 67-year-old( Ahmed albasyouni ) grandfather and my grandmother. My mother has -5- brothers, three of whom are married, and each of them has four children, and -3- single sisters. We all live in the same 3-storey house. After that, my mother completed her education and obtained a master’s degree and then a doctorate in (psychology). She started working, struggled and worked hard until she was able to build a house for us, but we were scheduled to move in on 10/08/2023, that is, the second day of the barbaric war.

On October 7, without warning, the war began and our suffering with it began. We became displaced, moving from one place to another in search of a safe place, but there was no place.Believe that sometimes we die more than once.

We narrowly escaped death. We were displaced more than once inside northern Gaza, and each time we suffered, risked ourselves, and saw death with our own eyes, trying to move from one place to another under random bombardment and bullets.

I will tell you about my sick grandfather who was scheduled to have a spinal operation on 15/10/2023 in the Arab Republic of Egypt. We saved money for the scheduled operation, but all of what we saved was spent during the war on food and meeting most of the needs, but the matter did not go well due to the brutal war, especially in northern Gaza where we live, and the situation became much worse. Much more than before, and he could no longer walk at all.

We started carrying him to go to the bathroom until he started using a wheelchair.

He suffers from other diseases due to his old age.

My grandmother also suffers from health problems.

She suffers from diabetes and high blood pressure, so we were unable to provide them with medication and appropriate food.

Because of the crazy high prices and the lack of money to buy what we needs.

They suffer from malnutrition, and all children suffer from malnutrition, and most of them contract hepatitis and bacteria in the intestines due to polluted water.

Because of the animal feed that we were forced to eat due to the lack of aid and basic needs.

To this day, they complain of stomach pain and there is no medicine for them due to the hospitals in northern Gaza being out of service .

Other than that, they developed psychological illnesses due to the barbaric bombing, moving from one place to another, and due to the extreme cold that tore their bodies apart.

It is very difficult to say that we have lost everything, it is like a recurring nightmare that we live every day. We lost our beautiful, peaceful lives and our warm, safe homes.

Our homes were bombed and destroyed.

Our dreams of a bright and promising future have been shattered.

We no longer have anything but our clothes. Due to the large number of displacements from one place to another due to sudden barbaric attacks every time.

From 15/04/2024 until 17/04/2024, we lived through the worst, most violent and terrifying days of the war, and we saw death several times while we were besieged in the shelter school in the city of Beit Hanoun, north of Gaza. In the same moments, we were able to document a little of what we experienced.

In those days, until their barbaric assault on us, the most violent tragedy began, with women screaming at their men and children crying for their fathers.

All young men over the age of 15, even the elderly and the infirm, were arrested. Among those arrested was my sick, paralyzed grandfather and two of my uncles, one of whom was no more than eighteen years old.

Hours later, my grandfather was released alone, without his two children, and after 15 hours, my little uncle, who was no more than eighteen years old, was released.

He was beaten and electrocuted, and there was no place left on his body without being beaten.

My other uncle remains to this day, and we do not know his fate with the others.After that, they forcefully took us out of the shelter and forced us to walk with my sick grandmother and crippled grandfather to a far place, under the cover of their soldiers and vehicles, while they terrorized us amidst gunfire around us.

Scare us We arrived at Jabalia camp after several hours of walking to the house of one of our relatives, but a large part of us did not find a place to go and now live on the street because the place we are in is small.

Most importantly, the children, my sick grandfather, and my sick grandmother were accommodated.

We have now narrated to you a small part of what we suffered and are suffering in this accursed war with these barbarians who do not know the meaning of man and humanity except that everyone is harmed by their actions, big and small.

(The reason for requesting money and your urgent assistance to us)

Serious treatment for a patient who needs urgent surgery outside Gaza.

To survive and reunite with our family until we find a safe passage and travel to a safe place outside Gaza until the end of the war and our return to find shelter for our family, meet our basic needs, rebuild our lives again, and rebuild our homes that were destroyed by the usurping occupation.

We hope for your support in helping us reach our goal and to safety.

Thank you, kind-hearted people, for your efforts, support, and assistance to us in light of this tragedy, even if it was with your kind words that heal our deep