The wind is terrifyingly strong today, and the tent can barely hold it. It's bitterly cold, and the rain is pouring in. Tomorrow, the forecast predicts an even stronger storm. We're exhausted and scared… we can't endure another night like this. Any help, even a little, could save us from another freezing night. https://gofund.me/7da7202d8

A problem is troubling me today... I'm not well. Please listen to my story and share it. My mother is elderly, blind, and suffers from glaucoma and other chronic illnesses. She also had a stroke and can't live in a tent. Her health has deteriorated further due to the poor conditions. We desperately need a house, but rents are very high. I'm asking someone to take on this and earn the reward, as I am in dire need and have no one to help me. https://gofund.me/7da7202d8

The tent is down… the wind tore it apart and the rain seeped into every corner. Menna and Dalou haven't slept a wink today, shivering, whimpering from the cold, huddled together inside a tent that no longer protects them from the wind or the rain. The ground is wet, the roof is sagging, and the night is long and harsh. This isn't just a story; this is a childhood being crushed before the eyes of a silent world. Two little girls who should be warm, not battling death just to get through the night