Help my family to evacuate From Gaza

We are a Palestinian family from the besieged Gaza Strip. The war began on October 7 while we were in our house, which is located in the Abu Mazen roundabout. We stayed in our house and did not leave until the Israeli occupation planes bombed our house and we tried to get out of it without anything and save our lives. After that, we went out to an area called Al-Rimal, and there it was. There was an increase in bombing, and they began bombing homes over the heads of their owners. After that, we decided to save our lives and our souls and flee to the southern Gaza area.

On our way to the south, which took more than four continuous hours, we arrived at the illegal checkpoint set up by the Israeli occupation soldiers. There we saw another torture. They divided us into teams and made us walk at the checkpoint without looking anywhere. Anyone who looked at the ground or back would be shot, and whoever would go down to pick up food. They also killed someone from the ground. When we arrived in the car, they opened fire on us while we were in the car, but thank God, none of us were injured. When we got out of the car, after trouble and risk in the soul, we left our car in the middle of the street in front of the occupation soldiers and tanks, as if we had left something dear to us. After that, we walked to the checkpoint and were searched in the most horrific and humiliating ways. They made us crawl on the sand until we reached Wadi Gaza. The bodies of Palestinians were scattered everywhere, and we were unable to help anyone who was injured. They forced us to look forward only without any movement.

When we arrived in the south, we could not find a place to stay, but there were people who helped us spend a night with them, and after that we had to rent a place to stay. Because of the situation, our suffering was exploited and a very expensive rent was taken for one room in which more than 14 people could stay. But as the war continued, we were unable to pay that amount, so we were forced to sit in a tent that did not protect against the cold of winter, but we were forced. In the cell there are no easy means, no gas for cooking or any means of assistance to life. Our tent is located in Rafah, in a low sandy place. On any rainy day, the tent floods and we are out in the open without any place to sleep.

We are now in the middle of destruction. We cannot return, and there is no clear future for any Palestinian in Gaza. We are trying to live with our dignity. Your help in getting out of Gaza will help us reach safety in light of the insecurity we are experiencing due to the genocide.