Help Nael's family survive in northern Gaza

I am Nael, I am 30 years old, I graduated with a Bachelor’s degree in Media and Communication, I am married, and I have two daughters, Joan, who is five years old, and Kinda, who is one year and seven months old. On the seventh of October, it was the beginning of a cruel war, the War of Genocide. My family and I were displaced from our home after the Zionist enemy called and requested the evacuation of the neighborhood in which I live. In it, I carried my children and my wife and I went to lie in the street while the shells fell before our eyes, and my children and my wife screamed in panic and fear. We went to a school affiliated with UN, where we found a huge number of people to the point that we did not find a place to sit. We did not find a place for my children to sleep. From here was the beginning of the journey of displacement. We remained steadfast. In the northern Gaza Strip, we were exposed to great dangers and were subjected to a lack of treatment and food. I could not find milk for my children, and even the schools were not evacuated from the occupation’s bombing.