My name is Mohammed from Gaza City. I was forced to flee my home due to the ongoing conflict. My home is gone, and I have no safe place to return to. Now, I live with my family of 17 in a makeshift, unsanitary tent, constantly exposed to the elements and the dangers of war.

We have no food. Food supplies are scarce, and what little is available is incredibly expensive, well beyond our means. My family and I are perpetually hungry, struggling to find even a single meal each day. We rely on the limited and inconsistent aid that manages to reach us, often waiting for hours in long, desperate lines for a small portion of food, like a bowl of lentil soup, that may not even be enough to feed everyone.

We are also without money. The economy has collapsed, and there is no work to be found. We have no income, no savings, and no way to provide for my family. Every day is a battle for survival, not only against the physical dangers of the conflict but against the silent, constant threat of starvation. Please help us.