This campaign is the lifeline for Tamer and his family in Gaza.

My story is not a work of fiction nor a scene from a horror film—it is the harsh reality of life in the war-ravaged Gaza Strip. Under the cover of darkness, Israeli airstrikes forcibly drove my family from our home, reducing it to rubble. With no safe haven to turn to, we found ourselves crammed into a tattered tent in a desolate corner, deprived of even the most basic necessities of life.

The iron fist of the military struck us mercilessly, arbitrarily arresting three members of my family, leaving us trembling in fear and uncertainty. We are enduring unspeakable torment—unbearable pain, debilitating illness, paralyzing fear, gnawing hunger, and the constant shadow of death—while our cries for mercy are drowned out by the deafening roar of war.

I have watched everything I once held dear vanish before my eyes—my father, my home, my work, and my dreams—leaving me only with the bitter taste of despair. I also lost my residence permit in Germany because I was unable to leave Gaza, and as a result, I lost my job and all the money I had worked so hard to earn.

Now, standing on the edge of the abyss, I cling to a glimmer of hope—a fragile spark in the darkness of inhumanity.

I hope you can help me find a way to live, to rebuild my life, and to provide for my family’s basic needs. I hope you can help me get through these difficult days, as we suffer from the hunger that is devouring us—our children, our mothers, all of us.

Please, don’t leave us alone.

I am facing the danger of displacement right now. The situation is extremely difficult. We urgently need tents, but their prices are very high, and we cannot afford them. We also need to rent a piece of land in the south to set up these tents. Whoever can help, please do. I beg you.