Help kamal get out of Gaza and treat his amputated foots

Me, my father, my mother, and my siblings used to live a beautiful life, full of safety, calm, and peace of mind in a Quiet and nice house, clean streets, wonderful school, A playground to have fun and play football.

One day, the occupation asked us to leave our house. We left at 2:00AM in the morning for fear of bombing and missiles.

It was a dark night, we had nowhere to take shelter, and we had no choice but to take refuge in a hospital.

We thought the hospital was the safest place possible, but suspicion failed us.

On Friday, at 9:00 PM, we were sitting in the hospital next to each other, Mom, Dad, and my brothers, and suddenly shells rained down on the hospital, the window glass flying at us, fragments of shells penetrating the wall and doors, and the sound was terrifying.

Unfortunately, the shrapnel affected Dad's feet, and Dad lost the tips of his feet in front of our eyes as we looked at him and screamed loudly while Mom cried. We don't know whether to help Dad

or to run and hide from the missiles?

Or to close our ears so that we do not hear the terrifying sounds of missiles?

Dad was bleeding before our eyes while Mom tried to keep us away so that we would not see the scene of Dad while he is bleeding and with his feet in

It was a very difficult scene and a dark night for all of us.We will never forget that moment throughout our lives

Dad is a very caring and kind father who provided us with everything we needed, supported us, and used to play with us

Now my father is in pain, his soul is tired, and he cannot walk anymore. He cannot provide our needs because the loss of his limbs has greatly affected him.

Our lives become difficult after that day

We now live in a tent on the sand, in an unhealthy place, with no healthy water, no healthy food, no good clothes, and no toys.

Our laughter and the laughter of my father, my mother, and my sisters disappeared.

We lost everything and began to live a depressing life full of sadness .

We must travel so that my father can receive treatment, get limbs installed, and then walk again, so that our laughter can return, and he can become a father who can provide us with everything we need.

Dad needs to install limbs and walk again.

Dad needs to be treated.

We badly need our Dad.

Please Help my Father to be able to walk again so that I can payback to him as he taught how to walk my first steps when I was a little child.

He used to carry me on his shoulders and walk me through parks and streets taking me places I built unforgettable memories.

Please help me achieve my dream seeing my Father walk again.