My name is Rajab Jaras, and I am the oldest boy in my family. I have three sisters and one brother. I live with my parents and siblings in a torn tent with many holes. When it rains, water leaks in, and it's so cold now that we can hardly sleep.

My father has lung cancer, but he stopped treatment because we can’t afford it. His only wish is to give us enough food to survive. We have no winter clothes or blankets to keep warm.

One of my sisters got a pelvic fracture during the war and is unable to walk. We see death all around us, and I’m scared our babies won’t survive the cold and hunger.

I’ve already lost my grandfather, uncles, and most of my friends.

PLEASE OPEN YOUR HEART TO OUR SUFFERING!!

Your support can provide us with the basics we need to stay alive. We are desperate for help, and any contribution, no matter how small, will give us a chance to survive.