One Dollar will change my life

Hi everyone, I'm requesting to anyone who can help. I’m reaching out today with a heavy heart, asking for your help during a time of urgent need. I'm Ahmed, 26 years old, from Palestine (Gaza). I have been pursuing my dream for 9 years. I do not leave a single day without waking up to collect money to open my own project, which is a children’s clothing store. It is in the Al-Rimal neighborhood, and it is one of the best places in Gaza City. It cost 57,000 thousand US dollars, and the opening was on July 9, 2023. Unfortunately, the dream was lost and destroyed in the blink of an eye at the hands of the army, and my only source of income became rashes just two months after the opening. After this war, I'm now without a future and without a dream.

After several days of the war, we were displaced from the Gaza Strip to the south, and here was the disaster. We left without taking any of our memories, escaping from the hideous death and leaving my new home, which I had not yet lived in. A few days later, I heard about the collapse and destruction of my new home, which I and my fiancée, Israa, had not lived in yet after having so many plans to do. It had cost 120,000 thousand US dollars, and I felt like a bird every day my wings were broken and cut off until I could no longer fly. I became without a source of income and a shelter after the collapse of my house and my family’s house, which consisted of six floors. It contains our beautiful memories and beautiful clothes. Now all we own is a tent where there is no clean food, no water, no medication or treatment, and not even electricity.

My younger brother was infected with Hepatitis A. I was not able to provide him with treatment or edible food, and the occupation was not satisfied yet. Several days later, on November 11, I heard that the house of my fiancée's father had been destroyed and had been completely burned. I did not tell my fiancée because here she lost all of our engagement memories, her wedding dress, and all her brand new bridal clothes, which she was preparing and keeping until the day we moved in together. I will never forget that I was forbidden one of the best days of my life (my wedding), which my fiancée and I were waiting for day by day and counting the days (it was on October 27). For days, we did not know the taste of sleep. We were displaced for the fifth time in a tent containing 20 people. My parents, brothers, sisters, and nephews. As I write, I know that the compensation from God is greater, but I strive for what remains of my life. The life that now became without hope and dreams.

We hope to find help and support to rebuild what the war ruined and seek a better future for my family, fiancée, and me. The urgency of our situation cannot be overstated. With tensions escalating and the threat of further escalations in Rafah looming, I am desperate to relocate my family to safety before it’s too late. This is a call to action for anyone who believes in the power of humanity to change lives. With your help, we can offer my family a future filled with hope, security, and the opportunity to rebuild a place where peace is not just a dream but a reality.

I'm thanking everyone from the bottom of my heart for helping me. If you are not donating, at least share, please. 

Your donation and sharing my story will greatly help me rebuild my family’s life and my fiancée’s life..