Saving My Family from the Horrors of War in Gaza

Saving My Family from The Hell Of War In Gaza!

A Father's Plea for Safety..

Dear compassionate souls,

I am Firas Salem, a software engineer, and I write to you with a heavy heart from the besieged land of Gaza. Once, my family knew warmth, happiness, and safety within the walls of our home. But now, we are trapped in a living nightmare, where every day brings fear and uncertainty.

I am a father of two beautiful children, a 10-month-old boy and a two-year-old girl. They used to laugh and play without a care in the world, but now their innocent smiles have been replaced by looks of fear and anxiety. The sounds of explosions and gunfire echo through streets, robbing them of their childhood innocence.

We dream of escaping to Egypt, where we can find refuge and begin to heal from the trauma we have endured.

Asking for help was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do, but my family's safety and well-being are all that matter now, and I will do whatever it takes to give them the chance to grow up without the constant fear of war.

Instead of playtime and laughter, their days are filled with the deafening sounds of bombs exploding nearby. They should be drifting off to sleep, dreaming of adventures, but instead, they cling to us, trembling with fear every time another bomb shakes the ground beneath their flimsy tent. War has stolen their innocence, replacing it with a constant dread that no child should ever have to endure.

Our home, once a sanctuary, has become a place of constant danger. We huddle together in the darkness, praying for a moment of peace that never comes. After our house was destroyed in an airstrike, we were left homeless, forced to live in a makeshift crowded tent where disease spreads quickly with poor and very limited healthcare.

We've been stripped of everything we held dear.

We've lost everything, and we continue to lose every day!!

Every day feels like a recurring nightmare. For nearly six months, we've endured unimaginable loss. Our home, built through years of hard work, was destroyed before we could finish paying off its debts. We've lost not just our house, but also the security, happiness, and prosperity it provided. Our children's well-being- mental and physical health has suffered along with our dreams.

The tent, barely providing shelter from the harsh elements, offers little protection from the violence that surrounds us. My children shiver with cold and huddle close to me for warmth, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and despair. I can't bear to see the suffering of my family any longer. They deserve a life free from the horrors of war, where they can feel safe and secure. That is why I am reaching out to you, pleading for your help.

We need to temporarily leave Gaza and travel to Egypt to reach a safe place, where we can find refuge and begin to heal from the trauma we have endured. But we cannot do it alone. The cost of transportation, lodging, and necessities is beyond our reach. That is why we are turning to you, our brothers and sisters, for help..

With your generous donations, you will help us:

Expenses:

Every contribution, no matter how small, will save our lives and reunite our family.

We desperately need funds to escape this hellish existence and seek refuge in Egypt. There, I hope we can rebuild our lives and give my children the chance they deserve. Every donation, no matter how small, brings us one step closer to safety and security.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart,

fot taking the time to read our story, and may kindness guide your actions. Please share our campaign with your friends and family. We thank you for your compassion, generosity, and support for our family.

We will never forget your kindness and your solidarity with us.

Firas Salem,

Gaza, Palestine.