Hello,

To the free people of the world, with white hearts filled with love, peace and humanity.  Please, please give me 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 ashamed to do so because this situation is the first time I have been exposed to it, but the burden has become great and heavy on my shoulders and my inability to bear this burden and suffering and my fear and deep sadness for my family, so I have resorted to you asking for help and I am talking to you now with tears in my eyes, I will tell you now about my suffering and my family's, 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 due to the difficult circumstances that my country is going through as a result of the devastating war and among them cutting off 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 to reach 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 Fayez Qadada, Palestine from Gaza, my family is the most important thing in my life for me. So it is difficult and painful to watch those you love and the dearest people to you, where they are in your heart, suffer and ask for help, and to watch them without being able to help them. It feels like a knife has been stuck in your heart and torn it apart, and that is true. I am talking about my family of 60 members. My mother, my brothers and their wives and children, my sisters and their husbands and children. We lived in a house full of love, warmth, security, comfort, happiness, and social and emotional bonding between family members. Suddenly, without warning, an inhumane and merciless missile falls, destroying everything like a disturbing nightmare. I wish it was. Just a nightmare, but unfortunately it is real and realistic. This is what happened to my family's home and my family members as a result of the war on my city, Gaza, where a missile fell on the house. It did not carry any humane meanings, mercy, kindness, love, or peace, and it did not take into account the presence of civilians, children, women, and the elderly. It destroyed everything and took with it all the memories and moments. And the beautiful happy times and occasions that brought my family together. Members of my family were also killed, including my father, a kind and caring man, the most precious thing in my life, who left with the house and all his belongings. My family was displaced and separated. Each member of my family was looking for shelter for themselves and their children, searching for food, water, medicine and clothes, and they started living in tents without electricity. Heating, water, sanitation, food, cold and diseases due to environmental pollution, as many of my family's children were infected with skin diseases, cholera and hepatitis. I appeal to every free and honorable person who has humanity, conscience and mercy, and who carries a white heart full of love, peace, humanity and a pure soul, to help me restore my family home, reunite my family, and make it again. My sick mother who is sad about the loss of my father and the dispersion 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, and from my heart to you all 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 the suffering they were experiencing from hunger, cold, fear and diseases under the siege. May God bless you, with thanks and gratitude, my regards Fayez Qadada.