Help Youssef and his family escape genocide

Hello,

I'm Youssef, and this is my family. My small family lives in the largest refugee camp in the world, amidst tents and the biting cold of the streets, with temperatures that suffocate our ability to breathe. While I live in Egypt, in another world, I must navigate life's challenges and work tirelessly to avoid losing my daily strength and my wife.

After over half a year of genocide and fires consuming everything in their path, I decided to help my family escape the nightmare of the final missile, the final night, and the final dream of survival and returning to our home, now reduced to ashes by a missile that separated them from death by only five minutes.

I am Youssef, and I have an older brother, Mohammed. Mohammed studied at university and graduated, toiled as much as he could in a jobless environment, collecting from his daily work, which extends for over fourteen hours a day, earning $7 over five years to buy a taxi, to give him some relief, so he could build a home and a family, but he had to use that money to buy a tent.

I have younger sisters who know nothing about life except for missiles and their types, military aircraft and their terrifying sounds. They were born in the siege and lived through it, and now they sleep on the streets, becoming more mature, knowing the types and names of insects and their bites.

I am writing to you with hope that my family will survive the war. Please help me support them, sustain them, and share our story widely.

Thank you.