Hello, Among The Hundreds Of Tragic Stories, I Am Sharing My Painful Story.

Hello, among the hundreds of tragic stories, I am sharing my painful story.

My name is Ahmed Khalil, I am 6 years old. I was at the beginning of my education, trying to learn, participate, and play with other children. My family consists of 8 members, including my mother and father. My father has diabetes, my brother Fathi is blind, my other brother Abdullah has autism, and my brother Mohammed was injured in his leg by shrapnel from rockets.

On October 7, 2023, the war began and has not stopped since. The airstrikes and Israeli shelling caused fear for me and my family. We could not endure the massive explosions that felt like recurring earthquakes and the red flames sweeping through the area. We were forced to flee to southern Gaza based on orders from the Israeli forces, leaving our beautiful apartments behind. We went to a UN refugee school in Deir al-Balah to escape the terror and death.

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We stumbled into a different life full of suffering from every side, living through the most painful hell of war. I developed malnutrition due to contaminated water, poor hygiene, and the spread of infectious diseases with no suitable medicine available.

The situation is catastrophic and unbearable. “There is only death left in Gaza. Even death has become a privilege because it provides a sense of relief.” My older brother Mohammed and I begged our father to leave Gaza, but it was extremely difficult due to the high costs. My father lost all his property during the war, including his electronics repair center and apartment, which were completely destroyed, so he has nothing to help us travel out of Gaza. There is no safe place in the Gaza Strip.

I pray every moment for the end of this war and a ceasefire. The ceasefire is not just a call; it is a desperate cry to end the helplessness and despair spreading to every corner after more than 11 months of war. We flee from death every day, only to wake up the next morning to try to escape it again. My heart is heavy, unable to bear the recurring nightmares, and the overwhelming flood of news about blood, displacement, loss, and despair pouring from Gaza.

Every minute feels like a struggle. No one should have to endure this injustice, segregation, and discrimination. The ongoing shelling in southern Gaza and the intense bombardment of residential buildings in Deir al-Balah make everyone feel unsafe, believing they might be the next to face tragedy. Communications are cut off. We are exhausted and cannot bear more tragedies and losses. We are currently living in a classroom of the UN center, which is crowded with people, including my relatives and cousins. My poor father sees our pale faces and weak bodies and stands helpless due to the lack of money and resources.

I am still six years old, and I never thought I would witness such a brutal attack with complete disregard for human values. I am deprived of my basic rights, including health and education. I need to rebuild my life with my family abroad and receive better healthcare. Traveling to Egypt would cost at least $5,000 per adult and $2,500 per child, which is an enormous amount given the harsh living conditions and the blockade that has lasted for 17 years.

Therefore, I ask you to donate so that we can evacuate Gaza to safety. Please continue supporting our campaign by donating if you can and sharing it with your friends and family. Every contribution, no matter how small, helps us get closer to our next goal and brings us nearer to securing a safer future for my family.

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Hello good people, my name is Tahrir, a mother of six children. We are not numbers. My children deserve life. Help us survive the genocide. We flee every day from death, destruction and bombing. My family was seriously injured and forcibly displaced from my home. We want to drink clean water and eat healthy food. My children have the right to life, education and health. Skin diseases have invaded children's bodies due to the lack of detergents. I have not been able to buy a single vegetable for ten months. My heart breaks for my children when they scream from the sound of missiles and I am unable to calm them down. I have not been able to see my husband for many months. Israel forced me to flee and he remained where he is. I appeal to your humanity to donate to me and help us survive death. Do not ignore me. I have only collected a little. Please donate a little. It makes a big difference to me. To learn more, read my story on the link. Donate to us, thank you 💔😥 https://www.gofundme.com/f/save-tahrir-children-from-gaza-war

Woah.

That sounds really awful.

I'm sorry that you're going through this.

I'll see what I can do and try and get this message out.

Hopefully your story will have happier pages in the future.

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Anything with a blue line is something I have played before.

Reblog with your score

Reblog if you support non-binary people <3

(I'm trying to prove a homophobic person in my class wrong :3)