Jihad & Family

Jihad (22), Badr (9) & Family

My name is Jihad, and I am asking for help to keep my family alive.

Before the war, I was studying law at the University of Israa. I worked to support my parents and younger siblings, proud of the future I was building. I dreamed of becoming a lawyer so I could defend others.

Then the war began — and everything changed in a single moment.

We were forced to evacuate our home with nothing but the clothes we were wearing and a few blankets. Since then, we have been displaced nearly ten times, walking for hours and sometimes sleeping on the street. There were days with no food and no clean water. I drank salt water once because there was no other choice.

When I returned to what used to be our neighborhood, I found only rubble.
Our home was gone. My university books were burned and scattered.
Everything we worked for — our memories, our future — disappeared.

My siblings have lost their education, their sense of safety, even their childhood. We now live in a tent. In the summer, the heat is unbearable. In the winter, rain pours in while we sleep. We feel forgotten.

Basic survival is extremely expensive.

• Each time we are forced to move, transportation costs $600–$1,200.

• Food for our family can cost up to $100 a day due to shortages and high fees on money transfers.

• Clothes, water, and even bread are becoming impossible to afford.

We have lost our home, our school, our work — our entire life.
All we have left is each other.

I am doing everything I can to keep my family safe, but we are exhausted.
I am asking — from the bottom of my heart — for help.

Any amount, no matter how small, can give us a chance to survive another day and rebuild a future.

Thank you for reading our story and for caring when the world feels silent.

With gratitude,
Jihad