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My name is Abdul Karim. I am from Gaza, and I am writing these words with a heart full of pain and hope. My life has changed completely. I lost my home, my father and my brother are still buried under the rubble, and I now live in a fragile tent with my mother. Every day is a struggle. We face hunger, cold, rain, and a lack of the most basic necessities. My mother is sick, and I worry about her every single day. I also carry a bullet injury in my right hand. I need an operation that costs approximately €2,500. Living with this injury has made an already difficult life even harder. I never imagined that one day I would have to ask strangers for help just to afford food, medicine, and medical treatment. I am not looking for luxury. I want to protect my mother, receive treatment, and have a safe place to sleep. I know there are many people suffering around the world, and I understand that everyone has their own struggles. But if you can help, even a small contribution would mean so much to us. If you cannot donate, please share my story. Your voice could help it reach someone who can make a difference. Please remember that behind these words is a real human being who still dreams of living a normal life. Thank you for listening to my story and for not forgetting Gaza. Abdul Karim