. Save the life of Baby Sondos, 8 months old

Peace to the blessed world of what lives; peace to you and your dreams.

I'm Sondos; I am a child from Gaza, like all the children of Gaza, and we are not like the children of the world

war baby, born in the shadow of a happy family.

The unfortunate war broke into our lives and changed everything.

Our happiness was stolen from us and my mother's voice and the warm embrace I knew disappeared The delight of my stolen family is audible even in the beat of my heart.

They say I'm five months old. But I'm reporting from the War Age.

I carried the world's fears. And I heard them whispering that I was the only survivor of my family. But they are the ones who have made it through this conflict and have left me without their voice or lap. I lost the comfort of my family when they left.

We were together from displacement to displacement but together,

My mother held us between her ribs and went to the south, as they claimed it was a safe area. But from moment to moment, the house was demolished on our heads, and all of us survived life, but I stayed here crying, waiting for my mother to bear me, as always, and give me a tender kiss and wipe my tears away.

But this time she didn't; she slept forever and carried my brother, who was two years older than me. Didn't they say the little boy was the most seminal? Isn't it usual for a mother to always take her younger child? But she left me screaming through the rubble with no hope of her coming back.

Here I am, as you see my tears and injury recount events.

That's hard to tell you.

With all this, I have nothing left of my family's smell. Bombing our house included my mom's voice and my brother's laughter, but what is the benefit of the house without their warmth?

Now I'm in very difficult circumstances; even the most basic rights I don't enjoy.

We are deprived of everything like water, electricity, and gas, but we are not deprived of patience, and what patience can be known to a girl my age?

I hope to receive medical treatment abroad to recover my lost hand, complete my life, and tell the story of my mother and brother, and this is my call for your compassionate hearts to embrace and help me. I just need $7,000 to get out of Gaza prison, "just get out of Rafah crossing," away from escort and travel costs.

Your support will have a major impact on Baby Sondos as I work to rebuild her life from the rubble.

Your generosity and assistance are greatly appreciated.