Help the child Khaled

Please listen to me. I am Khaled, a child from Gaza. Consider me one of your own children and look upon my siblings and me with compassion. I need your help—even just a single dollar; that small amount would bring us so much joy. I live in a tent with my mother and my younger siblings. We cannot secure food or water; we are too young to manage on our own, and life in Gaza is incredibly difficult—almost impossible. In the summer, the heat inside the tents is unbearable, and in the winter, the rain floods us out. We have no safe place to stay given our circumstances. Have you ever lost a family member, an only child, or a spouse? Please help me so that I am not lost too—just as so many others have been. Treat me like your own child and help me survive; everything here is unimaginably hard. May God not forgive those who could help me but choose not to. I am here, witnessing death at every moment, and I have already been injured. My younger siblings need milk and diapers, and I need medical treatment for my injury. Please contribute, or even just share my campaign; I am placing all my hope in you.