My name is Menna Ahmed, I am 20 years old, a third-year student majoring in Computer Engineering at the University College of Applied Sciences in Gaza. I've always been passionate about learning programming and design, and alongside my studies, I worked as a freelance graphic designer with international companies, using freelancing opportunities to support myself and my family.

I have gone through unspeakable hardships. I suffered from starvation and malnutrition more than twice, the worst of which was when I lost my grandmother. She suffered due to famine and lack of medical care, with no access to the proper treatment. It wasn’t just the loss of a loved one; it was a deeper loss of safety and stability.

During the war, I experienced severe psychological trauma. My family and I were forced to move between shelters at least seven times, each time hoping to find a safe haven. But one of those times, we sought refuge in a school, only for the school to be bombed, resulting in the death of 11 people, including children who were playing in the schoolyard. That event left an indelible scar, a pain that will never heal.

I lost all means of communication, including my laptop and mobile phone, which I relied on for work and staying connected. I have no way to communicate with the outside world or even check on my family and friends. I feel completely isolated, only waiting to hear news of them from relatives who may have information about us.

Despite everything I’ve been through, I still dream of returning to a normal life. I dream of completing my studies, going back to work, feeling safe again, and living like anyone else in this world, free from fear and tragedy. I simply want to regain my life and feel the value I have lost, to live with dignity and peace, as every human being deserves.

This photo was taken during the IDF army's withdrawal from the area where I live. This is the state of our once beautiful home. I’m just trying to find anything that is still usable. We are truly exhausted from what we face every day.

I have nothing left to lose or offer except my life.

I find it difficult to retell my life story in just a few words. I don't know how to make ordinary moments seem valuable or how to express my right to a safe life. How can I present myself as someone worthy of being saved?

For days, I’ve been reflecting on everything, trying to recall my stories that feel suffocating. All the grief I’ve experienced keeps piling up inside and silencing me. Yet, I continue to try my best to present the best version of myself, to be someone you would want to know, listen to, and most importantly, help.

I am finally placing my hope and trust in your hands. I ask you, please help end this ongoing tragedy and help me reach safety before it's too late.

Please note that I live with my large family of 10 in harsh conditions, and it costs $5,000 per person to cross the Rafah border into Egypt. The remaining donations will help us rebuild our lives from scratch in Egypt and cover the expenses for my final year of study.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for any help you choose to offer to me and my family.