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I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

I never imagined I would be living a life like this.

My name is Nada. I’m 18 years old from Gaza. This should have been my first year at university, focusing on my education and building my future. Instead, I have watched my home, my city, and the life we loved disappear before my eyes.

My family and I lost our home and were forced to flee. Since then, we’ve been living through displacement, fear, and uncertainty every single day.

I try to live a normal life, but the harsh conditions and the immense destruction around me overwhelm me, and I often find myself breaking down and crying.

Many people believe the war and the suffering are over. Unfortunately, they are not. We still live in fear every day, surrounded by destruction and the constant threat of bombardment.

Life has become a daily struggle just to survive. My siblings and I collect firewood so we can cook, wait in long lines for water, and go to community kitchens hoping to receive a small meal.

The hunger has taken a serious toll on us. My mother and I have lost a lot of weight because there simply isn’t enough food. We have become weak, and every day is a battle to find something to eat or drink. Even something as simple as a glass of cold water feels like a luxury.

While many people my age are enjoying life and building their futures, my days are spent searching for food and trying to help my family survive. This is not the life I ever imagined.

I’m sharing only a small part of what we are going through in Gaza.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for help to afford basic necessities like food, clean water, and other essential needs during these incredibly difficult times.

If you’re able to support me, I would be deeply grateful. If you can’t donate, sharing my story would mean a lot.

I’ve included my family’s donation link in the comments.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

My name is Nada, and this is my little sister, Hiba.

Tomorrow is her 10th birthday.

She was only seven when the war began. She had just started second grade, and now she’s about to enter fifth grade.

Like the rest of us, she has lived through displacement, hunger, and constant fear. Even now, the sound of airplanes still frightens her.

For the past three years, she hasn’t had a real birthday. No cake, no candles, no celebration.

When I asked her what she wished for this year, she said she just wanted a real birthday like other children.

As her older sister, all I want is to give her one happy birthday and help make up, even in a small way, for some of what she has lost.

Many people see a birthday as something ordinary. But for my little sister, who has spent the last three years living through war, a simple birthday would mean the world.

If you’d like to help my family rebuild our lives and give Hiba a reason to smile on her birthday, our fundraiser is in the comments. Even the smallest donation or simply sharing it would mean so much to us.

If you’d like, please leave Hiba a happy birthday message in the comments. It would mean the world to her.

My name is Nada, and this is my little sister, Hiba.

Tomorrow is her 10th birthday.

She was only seven when the war began. She had just started second grade, and now she’s about to enter fifth grade.

Like the rest of us, she has lived through displacement, hunger, and constant fear. Even now, the sound of airplanes still frightens her.

For the past three years, she hasn’t had a real birthday. No cake, no candles, no celebration.

When I asked her what she wished for this year, she said she just wanted a real birthday like other children.

As her older sister, all I want is to give her one happy birthday and help make up, even in a small way, for some of what she has lost.

Many people see a birthday as something ordinary. But for my little sister, who has spent the last three years living through war, a simple birthday would mean the world.

If you’d like to help my family rebuild our lives and give Hiba a reason to smile on her birthday, our fundraiser is in the comments. Even the smallest donation or simply sharing it would mean so much to us.

If you’d like, please leave Hiba a happy birthday message in the comments. It would mean the world to her.

My name is Nada, and this is my little sister, Hiba.

Tomorrow is her 10th birthday.

She was only seven when the war began. She had just started second grade, and now she’s about to enter fifth grade.

Like the rest of us, she has lived through displacement, hunger, and constant fear. Even now, the sound of airplanes still frightens her.

For the past three years, she hasn’t had a real birthday. No cake, no candles, no celebration.

When I asked her what she wished for this year, she said she just wanted a real birthday like other children.

As her older sister, all I want is to give her one happy birthday and help make up, even in a small way, for some of what she has lost.

Many people see a birthday as something ordinary. But for my little sister, who has spent the last three years living through war, a simple birthday would mean the world.

If you’d like to help my family rebuild our lives and give Hiba a reason to smile on her birthday, our fundraiser is in the comments. Even the smallest donation or simply sharing it would mean so much to us.

If you’d like, please leave Hiba a happy birthday message in the comments. It would mean the world to her.

My name is Nada, and this is my little sister, Hiba.

Tomorrow is her 10th birthday.

She was only seven when the war began. She had just started second grade, and now she’s about to enter fifth grade.

Like the rest of us, she has lived through displacement, hunger, and constant fear. Even now, the sound of airplanes still frightens her.

For the past three years, she hasn’t had a real birthday. No cake, no candles, no celebration.

When I asked her what she wished for this year, she said she just wanted a real birthday like other children.

As her older sister, all I want is to give her one happy birthday and help make up, even in a small way, for some of what she has lost.

Many people see a birthday as something ordinary. But for my little sister, who has spent the last three years living through war, a simple birthday would mean the world.

If you’d like to help my family rebuild our lives and give Hiba a reason to smile on her birthday, our fundraiser is in the comments. Even the smallest donation or simply sharing it would mean so much to us.

If you’d like, please leave Hiba a happy birthday message in the comments. It would mean the world to her.

My name is Nada, and this is my little sister, Hiba.

Tomorrow is her 10th birthday.

She was only seven when the war began. She had just started second grade, and now she’s about to enter fifth grade.

Like the rest of us, she has lived through displacement, hunger, and constant fear. Even now, the sound of airplanes still frightens her.

For the past three years, she hasn’t had a real birthday. No cake, no candles, no celebration.

When I asked her what she wished for this year, she said she just wanted a real birthday like other children.

As her older sister, all I want is to give her one happy birthday and help make up, even in a small way, for some of what she has lost.

Many people see a birthday as something ordinary. But for my little sister, who has spent the last three years living through war, a simple birthday would mean the world.

If you’d like to help my family rebuild our lives and give Hiba a reason to smile on her birthday, our fundraiser is in the comments. Even the smallest donation or simply sharing it would mean so much to us.

If you’d like, please leave Hiba a happy birthday message in the comments. It would mean the world to her.