Help Hala's family to escape war in Gaza

My name is Fayez , and I'm raising funds on bahalf of my friend ,Hala , in Gaza .

Please see below her message to you :

In a world who lost its humanity, leaving more than 2.3 million people to be killing alone in Gaza، In Gaza Death is not as harsh as the life we prefer to live in the midst of what is figuratively called life .. I'm asking you to help me and my family to get out of Gaza and reach to a secure city.

We need to have our simple right which is to live peacefully.

Hi world, I'm Hala, Journalist in progress, I was living in northern Gaza. This is my story in a few words.

Before October 7 , I was a student at the College of Media. I volunteered in community youth teams. I loved life and had many friends, but I lost many of them due to the occupation. I lost my university, my room, my home, my entire life.

October 7 was a turning point for me and my family as well. The war comes without any previous warnings.

Israel has been killed us in Gaza day by day. The circumstances are getting worse, and suffering reached its highest. From the first day in this war, Israel had invaded our neighborhood (Be'ar Al-naja) so, we found ourselves escaping from the bombs that were all over the place. Leaving everything behind (Home, Friends, University, and childhood dreams) and trying to survive with no food, clothes, or even a hope to continue this life.

We evacuated to (Khan Younis) thinking that we will find the safety as Israeli forces requests us ,we went to my aunt's apartment, a small apartment where 27 people lived. We didn't have beds or blankets. We struggled to get water, bread, and faced a lot of difficulties.

Unfortunately, and after spending 20 days, our friends told us that we lost our house in Jabalia! Seriously, we are homeless.

November 24 wasn't like any because Israel had bombed the building we were evacuating in,We spent that night in the open air, we will never forget the feelings of fear and panic we experienced.

We were waiting for the sunrise so we could move from the place. The family dispersed and we fled again so we escaped to AlAmal hospital which assumed that classified as a secure place.

We were trapped in January 22 , We couldn't go out to get food. Explosions were happening everywhere around us. We saw martyrs and injured people lying on the ground, and no one could go out to save them. Snipers were targeting anyone trying to leave the hospital or even the windows.

The fire entered our room and the windows were crashed.

After a 15-day siege in February 5, the occupation forces forced us to evacuate the hospital forcibly under extremely horrifying conditions.

This day was unlike any other day. We will never forget what we witnessed. Bodies scattered on the ground, soldiers armed to the teeth, vehicles surrounding us. The fear was evident on everyone's faces. We traveled long distances, each carrying a backpack with whatever clothes we could gather. We reached Rafah in the far south, which the occupation claims to be safe.It's right we survived, however we will never forget that nightmare as long we live. We evacuated for the 5th time to Rafah. We are currently staying temporarily with a Kind family who has graciously hosted us. Seven of us are living in a single room. We are now at the last station in the Gaza Strip, without any shelter. We don't know what we will do next , We have lost all what we had.

My Family members:

(Dad) Ismail , 47Y.O

(Mom) Aliaa , 45Y.O

Hala ,21Y.O

Lara,19Y.O

Mohammed, 15Y.O

Ihab , 14Y.O

Ola,10 Y.O

Me, my 2 sisters, and my 2 brothers should continue our studying, achieving our goals or even our dream to have our impact in our society.

Lara, she finished high school with an excellent grade and she dreamed of studying international law, but the occupation decided to steal this dream.

Ola . Our little one, who used to love life, is studying in fifth grade. The occupation prevented her from playing like other children and deprived her of her friends and school.

Ihab and Mohammed, they are studying in the preparatory stage, but the occupation prevented them from continuing their education and seeing their friends and they lost many friends because the occupation killed them!

This war still killing us slowly and we can't go more. The circumstance in the Gaza Strip are getting worse, there is no fresh drinking water, we cannot find the food that we used to buy, the prices here are very high, there is no shelter, and there is no safe place in Gaza. After all the means we have have ended, I resorted to making this link until... I help my family to escape our lives from this hideous war. Coordination. One person who does not hold a passport may currently reach (5,000_10,000) $ to reach Egypt alone and leave outside the walls of this war. In order to save my family, I need approximately 70,000 $.

My family and I need your help. If you get here, I am grateful that you gave us part of your time. We will be grateful to everyone who contributed to helping us maintain our lives.

Please, help me and my family to survive from this genocide.

Donate please, and if you can't help me, you can help me spread the link.