I am your sister from the lands of Yemen. By God, I only spoke out of hunger, poverty, and the distress of the situation. May God bear witness. Our circumstances are harsh and you forced me to do this. Please forgive me. My brother, Aad, Baqi. His brother, Imaniah. I asked you for a bag of flour. My brother. We are women who cannot go out among men. The rest of our time is with you. My brother, may God bless you. Men, we women cannot go out or work like you, my brother, where is the sisterhood of faith in your hearts? We are women. Brotherhood, there is no mercy😥, no pity, no humanity. '''''''''''''''''''''''''' ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' ''''''''' ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' '''''''' My brother, my first words are: I swear to God on the Book of God that I will not lie to you, nor deceive, nor deceive. I am a displaced Yemeni girl. My family and I, in Ait Al-Shahrab, have 20,000 Yemenis among us, and now we owe 60,000 for 3 months, and the owner of the house is one of the people who will not have mercy, I swear to God. Oh my brother, he comes every day and insults us and talks about us and wants from the house to the street because we could not pay the rent. The neighbors saw us crying and they came back to talk to the neighbors and gave us the end of the week. Our gun has an oath alliance, by God, this will bring us out to the mercy of the street and us. Our country is due to this war, and I cannot find food for the day, and my brothers and I are living in an embassy. Our father is dead, may God have mercy on him, and we have no one in this world who has been by our side in these harsh circumstances. My young brothers go out to the street and see the neighbors eating, and they stand at their door to give them an explanation of a piece of bread. By God, who has the kingdom of the heavens and the earth. June, they covered the door and expelled them. And they came back crying because no one had mercy on them, and their holiday was returned, I would have made a living, and now blame one of us for helping us with a kilo of flour. I swear to God, I am dying of hunger. My brother, I am an outsider to God, then to you, and I want help from you for the sake of God. I implore you, by God, love goodness, and help me, even if it is 500 Yemeni riyals. Contact me via email. This number is 00967712589393, and you ask for my daughter’s name and send me, and do not delay, and may God reward you with all the best, my brothers Sagar. See how they are, help us, and save us before they throw us out in the street. You become weak or mutilated from hunger. My family and I ask you, by God, if you are able to help us, do not be late, and may God reward you with good ( (/////((((/////((»»»»»»»»»»»»»» ✓✓✓✓✓✓✓✓™✓✓]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] ∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆√√∑√√√√√√√√√∑√√√√√√√√√√®®®®®®®»»»»»»»»»»»»>>>>>>>>>>>
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