Hello,

To the free people of the world, with pure hearts filled with love, peace, and humanity. Please, please, take a minute of your time to read my message.

It is very important. I thought a lot before writing to you and I was very hesitant and shy about it because this situation is the first time I have been exposed to it, but the burden became big and heavy on my shoulders and I am unable to bear this burden and suffering and my fear and deep sadness for my family, so I turned to you asking for help and I am talking to you now with tears in my eyes, I will now tell you about my suffering and the suffering of my family, first the picture you see on the cover was taken two weeks before the war it was my mother's birthday and my family celebrates it every year, and now because of the difficult circumstances that my country is going through as a result of the devastating war and among them is the cutting off of all means of communication and contact with the outside world and the unavailability of this service here in my country Palestine - Gaza, I publish our appeal to you and the suffering we are going through now so that it reaches all the free people of the world with white and merciful hearts, and now we will tell you who I am and what our appeal to you is, my name is Sameh Qadada, a Palestinian from Gaza, my family is the most important thing in my life for me. So it's hard and painful to watch those you love and hold dear, who are in your heart, suffering and asking for help, and to watch them without being able to help them. It feels as if a knife has been stabbed into your heart and torn it open, and it is true. I'm talking about my family of 60: my mother, my brothers, their wives, and children, and my sisters, their wives, and children. We lived in a home filled with love, warmth, safety, comfort, happiness, and social and emotional bonding among family members. Suddenly, without warning, an inhumane and merciless missile falls, destroying everything like a disturbing nightmare. I wish it were. Just a nightmare, but unfortunately, it is real and tangible. This is what happened to my family's home and family members as a result of the war on my city, Gaza, when a missile fell on the house. It carried no humane meanings, no mercy, no kindness, no love, no peace, and it did not consider the presence of civilians, children, women, and the elderly. It destroyed everything, taking with it all the memories, beautiful moments, happy times, and occasions that brought my family together. Members of my family were also killed, including my father, a kind and compassionate man, the most precious thing in my life, who left with his home and everything he owned. My family was displaced and scattered. Every member of my family was searching for shelter for themselves and their children, searching for food, water, medicine, and clothing. They now live in tents without electricity, heating, water, sanitation, food, cold weather, or diseases due to environmental pollution. Many of my family's children have contracted skin diseases, cholera, and hepatitis. I appeal to every free and honorable person who has humanity, a conscience, and compassion, and who has a pure heart filled with love, peace, humanity, and a pure soul, to help me restore my family home, reunite my family, and rebuild it. My sick mother, who is grieving the loss of my father and the separation and separation of my brothers and sisters, I ask for your help. With your support in any way, or by publishing and sharing, we can make a difference and restore life and hope to my family. Be their lifeline. I send you all my love, respect, and best wishes. During the war, my family worked to provide community support and assistance to children and displaced people in refugee camps, providing them with food, clothing, bread, and necessary medicines to alleviate their suffering from hunger, cold, fear, and disease under the siege. May God have mercy on you. With thanks and gratitude. Best regards, Sameh Qadada.