My name is Aisha, a mother of eight children. I write to you as I struggle to protect them from hunger, cold, and the death that follows us every moment. We are living in the heart of hell—under relentless bombing, without shelter, without food, without medicine. War has taken everything from us, even our dreams.
My daughter lost her husband—he was martyred before her eyes by the Israeli army, leaving her child an orphan before he could even speak his first words. Our home, the only place that once gave us safety, has been completely destroyed. Now, we have nothing but the sky raining fire upon us and the ground that can barely bear our pain.
My youngest child has a sebaceous cyst near his ear and needs urgent surgery, but how can I provide him with treatment when we don’t even have food to eat? How can I save my children from hunger and illness when I have nothing left but my voice to plead for help?
Please, do not leave us alone in this suffering. Any help, no matter how small, could save my children’s lives. Your donation could give them a chance to survive this nightmare we live in every day.
Help us… Save my children… Do not leave us to die.
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