If this war saves us, you will not escape famine and misfortunes!! 290 days of endless war, fear, thirst and hunger. 290 days of watching my loved ones fade away, leaving a permanent, painful scar in my heart. Even if I try to forget, the loud sounds of gunfire, the screams of people dying, and the smell of blood around me constantly haunt me, reminding me of all the suffering. To avoid the bitterness of losing another family member, I ask for your help to save us. My name is Ahmad Al-Kafarna, I am 20 years old. Over the past ten years, I have poured my soul into achieving my dreams, but they have been cruelly taken away from me. All my life I've been saving money to start my own business. When my dream began to become a reality, this cruel war began. I woke up to my family's horrific screams. Surrounded by tanks, under a red sky filled with missiles, I fled my home, leaving everything behind. My dreams, my savings, my degree, my past, my present, my future...they are all gone. My entire city, Beit Hanoun, has now turned to ashes. If it were just for me, I would rather die than ask for help, but I lost my brother in war before and I would do anything to save my family from hunger and heat in this harsh weather. We need medicines for my parents, warm clothes, food, water and shelter. Every donation, no matter how small, is a huge help during this difficult time. If you are not able to help, please share my story with someone who might be able to. Our survival depends on your help!
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To describe a small part of what we live in the tent. 

We move around the tent from one corner to another It's like we're snatches Fry in hot oil Sweat covers our features Until we taste its salt It burns our eyes It destroys our hair shafts which is accustomed to oil baths and health routines ,It destroys the pores of our skin, which is accustomed to nothing but care and pampering . 

In the tent everything is very hot The mattress, pillow, blanket, water jug, cups, plates, sand, towel, the only chair in the tent, Even drinking water Which is supposed to reduce the heat It will be very hot Which sees bubbles rising from the single stainless cup standing on the floor of the tent. 

In the heat of the tent, your body transforms To a fingerprint device for ants and mosquitoes And mites and fleas and flies and heat pellets and other things. 

In the heat of the tent, you are surrounded by lizards, mice, scorpions, and insects of all kinds that you have never known before. 

In the heat of the tent, no one can maintain his original nature The calm person is no longer calm, the dreamer is no longer a dreamer, and the obedient person is no longer obedient. It is rare to find a person who maintains his level of understanding of others as it was before. 

In the heat of the tent, you are plagued with headaches, low or high blood pressure, all kinds of pills, kidney problems, bone pain, body wilting, and general laziness that you cannot overcome, and suppressed crying whenever you feel suffocated in a stream of sweat. 

When you read what we write about tent life, you have to adjust your seat, stare at the words carefully, and open your mind to something new that you might be able to imagine, but you will never succeed. 
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Khalil Al-Kafarna is five years old. He was named after his uncle, the martyr who rose in the 2012 war. Khalil, my nephew. His left eye suffers from a problem with the retina and severe poor vision since birth. He needs a medical patch constantly to maintain the stability of the lens of his eye and prevent it from becoming lazy. Covering his good eye so that he can focus on his other eye, and he needs follow-up and constantly renewed medical glasses according to the improvement of his vision or, God forbid, due to the dissatisfaction of his condition. He also needs to travel abroad to have a lens implantation operation performed and save his eye so that he can continue his life and education with a healthy eye, God willing. Khalil lives in a modest tent and does not He cannot bear any of the necessities of life, and the intense July heat and strong sun prevent him from being able to open his eyes and play with the other children. I can also add that Khalil’s father used to work as a hairdresser and did not take the shaving tools out of his house. He now does not have any work to support his family, which consists of 4 members. Therefore, it is difficult for him to provide for Khalil’s special needs or to send him abroad for a treatment trip, knowing that our child is in a race against time to save his eye. It is expected that the lens of his eye will disappear or be lazy. Help Khalil by donating or publishing the link as a favor, not an order.

Ira Sage Jr

Vernon Damani Johnson

Clarissa Mansfield

Anonymous

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