My name is Nour, I’m 18 years old. I once dreamed of becoming a doctor—to help people, to heal, to bring hope. I studied hard and believed that education was my way out😭.
But the war took everything.💔
In a single moment, my home was destroyed. Everything I loved—my books, my memories, my dreams—was buried under rubble.😭😭💔💔
Now, I live with my family in a torn tent. It doesn’t protect us from the cold or the burning heat. We have no food, no clean water, no safety—nothing.😭😭💔💔
Every night we sleep not knowing what tomorrow will bring: a chance at life… or more pain.🍉🍉
My mother is elderly and needs care. I used to dream of helping others, but today I can’t even help my own family.💔🍉
I’m reaching out to every kind heart reading this: please, help us. Any amount, any support, means the world.🙏🙏💔🍉
Your kindness could help us survive… and maybe, one day, I’ll return to school and chase my dream again.❤️
