Help Us Provide Food and Water to Help Amina Survive

Her Scars Tell a Story of Survival Her Eyes Plead for Tomorrow

I'm sitting where my home used to be. Everything is gone. My skin still burns, but the real pain is the emptiness in my stomach and the fear when night falls.

I'm just a child. I should be playing and dreaming. Instead, I'm begging strangers to help me survive today.

I watch other children and wonder why me? What did I do to deserve this?

But I still have hope. Someone will see me and care. That someone could be you.

A small donation will put food in my hands and water to my lips before tonight. It will tell me I haven't been forgotten.