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<div>I hope this message finds you save and well. I'm Marwa Abu Jarad, 25, a mother of three children. I'm from Gaza, Beit Hanoun.
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<div>I'm writing these words on the 200th day of the genocide in Gaza. And I'm unable to provide safety for my children for just one more day.
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<div>It has been a long and difficult time since the first day of this terrible war. We were forcibly displaced from our home in the early hours of that day, facing a series of horrific events, filled with pain and despair. We continue to endure displacement, hunger, and illness up to this moment. With the occupation forces preparing for a ground operation in Rafah, my husband and I are seeking a chance to escape and rebuild our lives in a safe place.
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<div>We are running out of time and we really want to survive, In Rafah camp, we live under the threat of death daily, as the frequency of shelling and airstrikes increases. Therefore, we don't want to be a numbers. The hardest thing we also face is the spread of diseases in the shelter where we live. I want to live in peace and safety with my family without any of this, every thing here is not suitable for human life, everything is literally deadly.
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<div>I have a very beautiful family, my dear husband Ahmed 37, along with my three children; Amal 5, Diaa 4, and Tasneem 2. Before the war, we were living a beautiful life filled with love, stability, and safety.
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<div>For me, my life has been full of gratitude to God. I graduated from the College of Business Administration at the Islamic University of Gaza, and with great ambition, I started my own project (crochet embroidery). Last year, I began producing promising models and worked on marketing them online.
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<div>I reached this stage after intensive training under the guidance of an expert trainer, in addition to my personal efforts. I gradually bought the necessary equipment and suitable threads for my work until I became able to design products that the market needs. Through my Instagram page, I marketed these products, hoping to expand my project from local to regional scale.
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<div>Some of my project works:
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<div>However, the dream didn't last long as the occupation destroyed everything—our home, my project, and my work. We lost our beautiful home with all its belongings and memories. We lost everything! My dream now is just to find a safe shelter for me and my children, but unfortunately, this place is one of the most unsafe places in the world.
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<div>We have been forcibly displaced more than 4 times, fleeing from death. Behind these words lie a lot of horror, fear, pain, and a lot of screams of children and women. We witnessed very horrific events. As I mentioned earlier, we were displaced from our home forcibly from the early hours of the war. At that time, we headed to a shelter center - a school in our city, but we stayed there for only one night, due to intensified shelling, airstrikes, and explosions. In the morning, we walked on foot to Jabalia camp to another shelter center, narrowly escaping death miraculously twice!
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<div>We stayed for 9 days in Jabalia camp until the occupation forced us to evacuate northern Gaza and head south. We headed to the city of Nusairat, where my husband, children, and I were separated, each in a different place. Eventually, we fled to a new shelter center, and after a few days, one of the buildings adjacent to the school was threatened in the evening. We were forced to flee in a state of panic to the farthest point in the school, where the outdoor toilets were located. We sought refuge inside them! It was a harsh and painful night for the soul; we spent the entire night next to the garbage and sewers, and I remember my children crying incessantly out of sheer fear.
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<div>In the morning, we fled amidst the sounds of explosions that did not cease for even an hour, to the southernmost part of the Strip, to Rafah camp. Due to the overcrowding of shelters with displaced people, we were separated again, until my children and I found refuge inside a classroom housing 50 women and children. Meanwhile, my husband settled in a tent next to the school in an unsanitary environment filled with sewage and garbage, with diseases and epidemics spreading. Thus began a new phase of suffering, as we continue to endure several crises to this day.
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<div>My son Diaa suffers from a chronic allergy affecting his entire body and chest. He is sensitive to smoke, dust, and gases, and when exposed to these triggers, his body swells, he experiences persistent coughing, and his temperature rises. Due to the lack of cooking gas, people use wood and plastic as fuel for cooking, not to mention the exhaust fumes from cars and the smoke resulting from bombardment and the dust of collapsed houses in the streets. All of this has left Diaa in constant fatigue. Unfortunately, medications in the Gaza have become almost unavailable, such as cortisone. The lack of Diaa's necessary treatments will eventually require him to receive hospital care, which is currently unavailable due to the shortage of facilities and the overcrowding of patients. Allergy medications and inhalers have become a part of Diaa's life, along with very difficult suffering.
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<div>As for my daughter Amal, she is experiencing another hardship. She only attended kindergarten for one month before it was destroyed. She constantly asks me about her kindergarten, her teachers, and when she will go back to kindergarten again in this surrounded danger. Amal is a smart girl, which sometimes leaves me unable to reassure her and answer her questions. She feels constant danger and fear and finds it hard to believe that she will live safely again.
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<div>I'm reaching out to seek your support through donations. Any contribution, big or small, will help evacuate us from violence, threats of death, and disease, rebuild our lives, ensure that my son Diaa receives the medical care he deserves, and bring back the smile to my daughter Amal's face and enroll her in kindergarten again. Your support will enable us to ignite our dreams for a better future. Your support is not only financial but also a gesture of solidarity and humanity.
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<div><strong>HOW WILL WE USE THE MONEY ?</strong>
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<div>We will use the money to assist us in evacuating my family through the Rafah/Egypt crossing.
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<div>This is our only chance to survive and I humbly seek your assistance now more than ever.
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<div>Below is a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses to evacuate the 5 of us, provided for transparency and understanding:
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<div>* Passport fees: $120 per person.
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<div>* Minimum living costs: $2500 per month. (Includes medical care for Diaa.)
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<div>* Rafah/Egypt crossing: $5100 per person.
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<div>* Rafah/Egypt crossing: $2500 per child.
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<div>* Transaction fee of 2.9% + €0.25 deducted automatically from each donation.
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<div>Thank you for taking the time to read my story, thank you once again for any support you can give us during this horrific nightmare.
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<div>With profound gratitude,
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<div>Marwa Abu Jarad
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