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Shamirah :

I am a widowed mother in Gaza with 4 children. My son is 9 years old is dying in my arms He is my whole world. My only family. And I am watching him slip away, helpless to stop it. His body is weak from hunger, burning with fever, trembling from sickness. He barely has the strength to cry now just soft, broken sounds that shatter what’s left of my heart. I hold him close and whisper to him, but I have nothing to offer. No food. No medicine. No shelter. Only my shaking arms and silent prayers. We have lost everything. Our home is gone. Our lives destroyed. I search every day for anything anything to ease his pain, but there is nothing. Not even clean water. The world around us is rubble. The sky above us is filled with terror. We live in constant fear, in silence, in unbearable pain. I have already buried more than I can bear. Now, I am watching my baby fade before my eyes. And I can do nothing. Please… if you are reading this… I am begging you from the deepest place of a mother’s agony: help us. Even the smallest kindness could be the difference between life and death. One meal. One bottle of medicine. One heartbeat more. Please don’t turn away. Please don’t let my child die without being seen. Let your mercy reach us. Let him live to see another day