Help Mahmoud's family build a new life

My name is Mahmoud, I live in Gaza City, I am 22 years old. I lost everything. I lost everything in my study. I was going to become an engineer in the future and completely destroy my future. We lost our homes, our car and shops because of the war. Of course, our house is completely destroyed by aggression. I take responsibility for my family members who are unable to help and feed them because of my inability to money. I ask all of you to help me get out of the city of death. My family and my entire family to live our lives outside the sector and I will be grateful to all of you, me and my family. Please do not leave me alone

I want your help to save what is left of my family and get them out of the Gaza war. Or even find a place to live after our house was destroyed. Hundreds of relatives died, and some of them remained buried under the rubble for almost two months. So far we know nothing about them. , my cousins, my aunt's children and many of my relatives were missing, my acquaintances and neighbors, our house and all the houses of my family were destroyed. The village where we lived was completely destroyed. There was no house left in it. There was no place left to live. My family now lives in this busy place and they are suffering from extreme cold and hunger due to the electricity cut. water and food. They suffer from diseases due to lack of healthy food. There is no food for sale, and when it is available, food prices rise five times or more than before. There is neither work nor any source of income to buy any basic necessities. For four months I felt constant fear and anxiety about them. They live in constant danger and fear. No one can tolerate this situation. If you're wondering why all this money, then... The cost for one person to leave Gaza and go to Egypt is $5,000.

The situation became dire, and now we are living in a tent. My brother was martyred in the war; I still remember the day he left, promising to come back. That was the last time we saw him. My father’s health is deteriorating rapidly; he struggles to get up every morning, haunted by the loss and destruction.

Every night, we hear the sounds of explosions and gunfire, and we huddle together, praying to survive another night. Our once lively neighborhood is now a desolate and dangerous place. Children who used to play happily in the streets now walk around with fear in their eyes.

Please help us gather donations so we can start a new, safe life away from the war. We desperately need your support to find a place where we can live without fear, rebuild our lives, and heal from this unimaginable trauma.