My name is Alaa… Honestly, I don’t know how to ask for help… but I have reached a point where we have no other choice. We are 8 family members living in a single room inside a damaged house that is no longer safe to live in. This house is no longer a home… it is just broken walls surrounding us from every side, with rubble all around us as if it has become part of our daily life. We all sleep in the same room… with no privacy, no comfort, no sense of safety. At night, we don’t really sleep… we just close our eyes and try to ignore the fear. Everything has changed. The life we once knew is gone, and all that remains is exhaustion… and the constant question: what will happen to us tomorrow? There are children in my family who no longer laugh like they used to. They go to sleep afraid, and wake up to the same fear. Sometimes I feel helpless… that I cannot protect them, and I cannot provide them with the most basic thing: a safe place. I am not writing this for sympathy… I am writing because we truly need real help. We only want a chance to survive. A chance to leave this place, to find somewhere we can feel human again… to live with dignity, without fear, without this endless pressure. If you are reading these words now… you might be the reason my family survives. Any help, no matter how small, could change the fate of 8 people. Please don’t leave us alone here. — Alaa