Hello everyone. My name is Mohamad Minou, I am from Palestine, I live in Gaza. I can’t believe what happened to me and my family, everything was destroyed, and I don’t know if it is still possible to think of my ambition, goals, and my university that I love the most. The war has destroyed everything even my studies. I did everything to become successful. Honestly, I’m no more interested in neither studying nor my goals, because me and every member in my family we think nothing but to be safe and get rid of this mad war, and how to get out of this miserable life. The recent last months was full of death, fear and displacement, they were like a nightmare that have destroyed our hope, memories and houses. We didn’t expect that one day we will reach this hard time. We love our country; we love our life, but life forms disappeared. There are 8 members in my family. We used to gather in our beautiful home and enjoy every single moment. Each one of us has done his/her best and has tried hard to reach his/her goals and help one another, and builds his/her future bit by bit and step-by-step. We were intended to see our brother’s graduation, but the dream vanished. Everything has changed at the beginning of October 7th. After two weeks of the war we have forced to leave the house, and escape from the unbelievable and the random rockets. We left our home holding our few clothes and personal things and refuged to Rafah “the southern Gaza strip”. My wonderful family and my mother who don’t hesitate to support us psychologically, and be there when I need them. She always creates strength out of weakness and cooks for us from the rare available food, she always gathers us even in the hardest times. In addition, my talented dad that has distinguished experiences, spent his life making our lives going well, but unfortunately, he lost everything in this war, he lost his work, his factory, his pioneering company, which provides a lot to the community in Gaza in the field of agricultural food production. He is now in the most difficult conditions, he is in sorrow and great pain, he watches us quietly and silently. It is not easy for us to see him in this state. Furthermore, I have a kind younger brother named Kinan that has special needs, a Down Syndrome “Syndrome of love”. He is the closest person to my heart. He is marvelous, he was in a private school but unfortunately the war destroyed it, and we lost the ability to keep up with his education. He needs to continue receiving education and special care. We tried our best to teach him in this difficult situation, but in the right moment we can’t teach him properly because he fears from the sound of the violent bombing and rockets. He lost his concentration. I feel so heartbroken when he tells me in his special and his own language, where will the war end? I can’t even hide my emotions in front of him. Moreover, I have a brother named Zayn he is in high school, he adores basketball, he is a good player, he is a member of the first-class team for his age. He has a deep love and ambition to be a worldwide player. My older brother Hussein is the most one that helps my father, he is majored in digital media and has graduated. As for Rakan my warm brother, he studies computer engineering, he helps everyone around him, he helps other people to build the tents along the war. My younger sister Lamar the beloved one and my mother’s right hands, she has finished middle school. As for my other sister Areej with her 3 wonderful kids, she studied law in the university and she is a good lawyer, and my sister Aseel and her 2 smart kids, she studies multimedia, she holds an honors degree and became a teaching assistant in the university. They both live with us in the harsh conditions of war. So that my parents can be more relieved. Every day and every moment we hope the war, genocide, oppression, abuse, would end. But the fear still rules the situation and it gets out of our hands, it is just getting worse. So I have to do anything just to move from here and protect my family, but we can’t do this and leave, we have nothing left to go abroad. It wasn’t easy to ask for help at all, but we don’t have any other choice, so from the bottom of my heart, I kindly ask you to help us as much as you can in this urgent and dangerous circumstance. We would be so grateful if you help us to get out of this miserable life because with your help we can register for all my family members and go out together without worrying if anybody remains in Gaza. We kindly ask you to share this fundraising campaign with anyone you know to reach more people before it is over. We have seen the importance of sharing it with friends and families even with someone you don’t know, ask him to do a favor, if you yourself can’t participate. We are all so grateful and honored and we will never forget your kindness in our hard times. Thank you.