<div>I am a young man from Gaza. I am 22 years old. Before the war, I used to work all day to earn a living with simple things, as was the case. Sometimes, the situation in which we live in Gaza, the siege, wars, and many difficult things, was enough for me and the situation. The war came upon us, and we do not know when it will end. The war began and we were displaced and displaced. From our homes in the first days of the war, from my city called BeitHanoun, because of the violent bombing and genocide of our family and the bombing of homes above our heads, we were displaced from Beit Hanoun on the first day to the Jabalia camp to the school, which the enemy claims is a safe zone. The school was bombed, including those in it, and a large number of displaced martyrs, and a number of my family and relatives were martyred.My loved ones, we were forcefully evacuated from school to the south of the Gaza Strip on 10/12/2023 to an area called Deir Al-Balah, but we did not meet anyone who could expand and contain us from the large number of displaced people. Then we were displaced to Al-Wusta in an area called Al-Maghazi and we stayed there for nearly two months and on the morning of 12/26/2023. We wake up terrified with fearWe, our children, and our women, at 5:30, the school was bombed, including the displaced and martyrs, meeting on the ground in the school yard and in the classrooms. The direct bombing of innocent people, the injuries being many, and blood filling the ground. We left the school, homeless with fear, leaving all our food and drink behind us from the violent bombing. Many of my family were injuredPraise be to God, God is able and kind. We left with injuries and were displaced after that to the city of Rafah. We did not find a place in the schools to stay in. Then we sat on the ground and set up a tent as it was, made of wood and mulch. We slept on the ground on the sand, and insects crawled on us while we were sleeping. The rain came upon us while we were in the tents, and the water drowned the tents. We do not know where to go ourselves, and you only have the shade, the wood, and usNaked, we left our homes and did not have any clothes or money. Winter ended and summer came upon us, and we were in tents full of chowder and heat, like the vegetable bath and the chicken farm. The heat was inside, and every day in Rafah the matter was more difficult than before due to the lack of money, the high prices, the interruption of food for us, and the denial of aid. Entering us and the Zionist enemy is threatening to enter Rafah and we are afraid of where we want to go next In fact, the army entered Rafah and bombed the homes on the heads of its residents, and bombed the tents of the displaced and a large number of martyrs. We left Rafah to an area that the enemy claims is a safe zone, and every day they carry out massacres and genocide. The area is called Mawasi Khan Yunis on the sea. We set up the tents, and for days the winds come, tearing and breaking the tents, and on and on. It is hot and our problem in this area is the lack of water. Every day we walk for about a distance on two legsOne kilometer means 1000 meters. I carry gallons of water in my hand for the water department and I stand for about 6 hours a day under the sun and heat. We suffer a lot in this cruel war and at a time when we have been let down by the people closest to us and our sisters in the following Muslim countries. Praise be to God, we are still alive. I hope my message reaches us when we are most in need of our people in other countries and our sisters in Arabic, even if it is just a littleIt helps us in our harsh days, and its reward is with God. We are in need of help from you for your people in Gaza. Thank you all.
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Vincent Barbosa

Anonymous

Maatin Patel

Kyong Yarde

Help me and my family in Gaza, consisting of 8 members

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