Come together to help my family. in Gaza

Hello to everyone with humanity in this world. I'm speaking to you from Gaza, and I don't know if we will survive in the coming days from this death that draws nearer with each passing day.

God spared me from the previous four wars on Gaza, but this war is entirely different. Perhaps in the coming days, I won't be among you anymore. Maybe death will take me as it took my friends and relatives from me.

I am Bashar Nasser from Gaza Strip, Beit Hanoun city. I belong to a beautiful, loving, and kind family. My father, mother, brothers Bassam, Ahmed Yazan and Muhannad and my sisters malak and Lana .

We have endured killing, hunger, destruction, cold, heat, constant displacement, loss, sorrow, longing, pain, fear, anxiety, despair, and oppression for more than 720 days in a tent that cannot even protect a conversation with my mother—how, then, can it protect us from all of this?

‏Life here in Gaza has become unbearably expensive. Nothing is cheap except for death. Everything we need is expensive—food, drink, clothes, cleaning supplies, if they are even available. Everything has become rare and extremely costly.

‏Perhaps you cannot defend us with your own hands, but you can help us, even with a small amount of money. Despite all of this, you are not obligated to help us. But if your conscience and humanity are awake, you can help us out of love, not compulsion.☑️