A cry from Gaza... In order to survive

My name is Mohammed, a young man from Gaza, I was living a simple life filled with hope and hard work to build my future. I didn't ask for much, just a decent life in my country.

But on October 7, everything collapsed.

I lost my job... My house... And everything I have.

Today, my family and I live in a worn tent, without real shelter, without income, and without even the simplest elements of life.

No enough food, no clean water, no medicine.

We fight to survive every day, we live in constant fear, in the midst of a merciless war, and a reality beyond possibility.

The most difficult of all, my father Eid (62 years old) suffers from heart disease, and his health condition is getting worse due to the lack of medicines and the collapse of the entire health system.

I am not alone in this suffering, I also have a responsibility to take care of my whole family:

My mom is beautiful (57 years old)

My sisters: Sarah (36), Samah (34), Reem (28)

My brothers: Ahmed (22) and Mahmoud (19)

We are all homeless, living in constant fear after we have lost everything.

At this moment, I ask you only one thing: to stand with us.

I don't ask for much. Only what blocks the depths, what preserves our dignity, what protects us from slow death.

Every donation, no matter how small, can make a real difference—it can save a life, restore dignity, restore hope.

If you can't donate, please share my story. Move my voice. Be part of my survival.

From the bottom of my heart... Thank you to everyone who listens to me, and to everyone who gives me a glimmer of hope in this darkness.