128,000 NOK = 11,000 €

We have come a long way, and there is only a little distance left. The previous campaign was closed due to platform policies, and all donations were returned to the donors. Let’s continue the journey to help the rest of my family, as the Rafah crossing is about to reopen.

The full story:

Hello, my name is Aya.

I am writing to you from the heart of Rafah, where every day feels like a struggle for survival. Amid fear, displacement, and uncertainty, I am reaching out with one remaining hope: to save my family from this ongoing nightmare.

I never imagined I would have to ask for help like this. But the urgency of our situation leaves me no choice.

Our suffering began on October 7, when we were forced to leave our home and take shelter at my grandmother’s house. Just days later, on October 13, we were displaced again, fleeing under relentless bombardment toward southern Gaza.

We temporarily lived in our home in Khan Younis under constant airstrikes, until it was eventually destroyed. With nowhere left to go, we moved to Rafah — the last remaining city. There, we lived in a fragile nylon tent, exposed to cold, rain, mud, illness, and the constant sound of explosions.

Life in the tent is harsh beyond words. Cooking, once my favorite daily activity in our warm kitchen, became a dangerous and exhausting task using firewood. I deeply miss our simple gas stove, something that now feels like a distant luxury.

Before the war, I was working as an intern dentist in a modern dental clinic. I completed my training, but I could not receive my official license because all procedures stopped after the Ministry of Health headquarters was destroyed. Despite everything, I refused to stop. During the war, I managed to obtain my dental license and began volunteering to treat displaced children in tents.

My mother, Manal, was a dedicated schoolteacher. Due to the destruction of schools, her students were scattered into displacement camps without education, and she lost her job. Still, she dreams of returning to teaching, whether here or elsewhere, because education is her life.

My brother Osama worked as a digital marketing specialist for international companies. For over seven months, he has been unable to work due to power cuts, lack of internet, and the impossibility of maintaining a professional environment. He dreams of rebuilding his workspace and returning to his career.

My younger brother Ahmed is a university student. His university was destroyed, and his education came to a sudden halt. His only hope is to continue his studies in a safe place.

Now we are left with one question: What comes next?

Staying here means living under constant threat of death.

Survival means leaving Gaza temporarily through Egypt, an option that is extremely difficult and financially overwhelming.

The coordination fees required to cross the Rafah border are approximately $5,000 per person, and after months of displacement, we have exhausted nearly all our resources.

Your support can truly save lives.

Your generosity can help my family escape this unbearable reality and begin again, safely, with dignity, and hope.

Thank you for reading our story, thank you for standing with us