Urgent assistance needed for the orphan family of Muhammad

Hi, my name is Emma, ​​and I'm from Belgium. I'm organizing this campaign for Mohammed, who lost everything in the Gaza war, including his father, who was killed when his family home was bombed. Mohammed and I connected, and he shared his story asking for help bringing his family to safety. Donate, and even if you can't, sharing makes a huge difference.

From Muhammad:

I am Mohammad from Gaza, from the city of Rafah, a young man who loves life and is looking forward to it. I was studying at the university, dreaming of becoming a software engineer, but unfortunately, my dream was shattered because of the war. I live with my simple family, consisting of my mother, three brothers, and two sisters. My beautiful and patient mother, (Sabahiyah Salamah Jadallah) suffers from high blood pressure and Alzheimer's after my father was killed in the war. My older brother (Eid Jamal Jadallah) and his family, consisting of his wife, "Shaimaa Naji" and their two children (Fadl and Mohammad) My older sister "Asmaa Jamal Jadallah" and her husband "Ismail Al-Rumi" and their two children (Farah and Mohammad) My brothers (Amar and Anas) and my sister (Israa).

We used to live a simple and wonderful life together, appreciating the value of family. We all lived together in our humble home, going out to eat and drink in restaurants and cafes, sharing the most beautiful moments together. In the evenings, we would sit with family and friends, enjoying delightful and joyful gatherings. Our life was peaceful and beautiful, and we lived it naturally in all its details. Until the 7th of October came and turned our lives upside down, with violent and terrifying bombings at every moment. On the first nights of the war, there was a powerful explosion near our home, and in the fear and horror of the situation, the whole family gathered in the same room. We said that if our home was bombed, we would die together or live together. The children sought refuge with us, thinking that we were not afraid, but in reality, we trembled with fear and terror because we are human and we also fear. These moments repeat daily and sometimes even around the clock.

The killing of my father "Jamal Eid Jadallah":

My wonderful, gentle father with a beautiful smile, a 63-year-old elderly man who dedicated his entire life to making us happy and loved us very much.

My father was not a soldier or a fighter, but a civilian who loved life innocently.

On November 16, 2023, we all had lunch together, not knowing it would be the last time we would gather with him. My father went back home to get some things we needed, and while he was at home, a military plane bombed the house with him inside.

The news of his death was like a thunderbolt to us, and we could not believe that he was gone, as he always tried to stay in a safe place.

Our suffering in displacement:

The first displacement/

On the second day of the war, when the shelling intensified in Gaza, specifically in our unsafe border area, rockets and shells were coming at us from all directions. We felt we had to escape and go to the shelter center. We started walking towards the shelter center, about 5 kilometers away from our home. While walking, we were afraid when we heard the shells falling near us, trying to walk quickly, but the children and my sick mother made our pace slow. Finally, we reached the shelter center, which we thought was safe, but unfortunately, diseases spread due to lack of cleanliness, water, and medicine. Many houses next to the shelter center were bombed, and we only went out for extreme necessity.

The second displacement/

On May 6, 2024, we were warned to leave Rafah because it was going to be attacked. We evacuated amidst tension and fear. We were given only 3 hours to leave, and unfortunately, we could only take a few of our belongings. We moved to Nusairat and now live in a tent.

The conclusion:

Here in Gaza, we have not gone a day or an hour without suffering severe and harsh hardships. We have experienced all kinds of fear, destruction, displacement, and hunger. There is not enough food here, and even if there is, it is very expensive. Also, there is very little water, to the extent that it is not suitable for drinking. There are no medicines, hospitals, or universities. Our lives have truly turned into hell because of the war. My family and I deserve to be given a chance to live in peace and safety. We hope you can help us immediately to leave Gaza for a safer place.