My name is Hamza, I live in Gaza, which is no longer as it was... Our home was completely destroyed, and all we have left is a small tent where my family and I take shelter from the cold and rain. Every night, I hear my mother crying silently, and my father tries to hide his fear so we don't break down... We have a small cat that used to live with us before the war, it still comes every day looking for food or a warm hug, as if it reminds us that mercy hasn't died yet ️ We try to live, to smile despite everything, but reality is harsher than can be endured... Not enough water, no food, no safety. Our dreams today are simple: a warm blanket, a safe bed, and a small house to return to. That's why I created this page - to ask your compassionate hearts to extend a hand of hope to us. Any amount, no matter how small, makes a real difference in our lives. Perhaps your donation will be the reason a child sleeps warmly, or a displaced person finds a safe place to take shelter. Help us start anew... because life is still possible, thanks to you.