veryrandompersonhere
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🫂Please stop and listen to my story. Don't ignore me.💔
Save family 🙏💔
I am Enas, and I have eight children. I don't know how to describe to you the feelings of war, the pain, the suffering, and the destruction we are experiencing here.
Just imagine: I lost my home, my job, and I've lived through the devastation.
We've been at war for a year or more.
I live in a small tent in the cold and winter
We can no longer bear this life here.
My daughter needs healthcare, but I am alone, and under these conditions, I cannot give her the most basic rights.
She needs healthy food, but even that has become difficult to obtain due to exploitation and the lack of the most basic resources
We are now in a state of severe famine and cannot find any kind of food
Here in the tent, we have been drowning in the heavy rains
Escaping death is so difficult that they have closed the crossing to us, and now we cannot travel, and we are still here in Gaza, in the devastation
But I launched this campaign so that my family and I can leave here when the crossing opens.
But even leaving is not easy.
Because we need coordination from Egypt, and we have to pay $5,000 per person.
I need to save my life and the lives of my family from death, and you are the only way to achieve this
Your cooperation and presence will save our lives from death.
I know you are capable of it, and I trust you. I will be grateful to anyone who helps me
Please donate to me as much as you can. 🙏🥺😭💔
Your donation, even if it's small, could save us. It could bring a smile to the face of a child who has only known the cruelty of war🥺🙏🍉.
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The war has returned again, Gaza is under bombardment and my area is being subjected to heavy shelling. We have lost hope in our rights. We must evacuate this city where there is no security. Donate to my family again, you are our only hope.
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🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿
I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.
My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.
But in an instant, it was all gone.
A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.
That was just the beginning.
The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?
We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.
No home.
No food.
No clean water.
No way out.
I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.
I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.
I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.
Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.
Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.
💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚
This is not just a photo it’s our daily reality in Gaza.
I am a father of five, living under the harshest conditions imaginable. My children go to bed hungry most nights, and I feel helpless watching them suffer. There is no food, no clean water, and no safety.
I myself am injured from Israeli airstrikes, and my health is deteriorating. I’m in pain, physically and emotionally. I want to provide for my children, to see them smile again, to give them a warm meal — even just one.
What’s happening here is not a natural disaster. It is forced starvation. It is the slow death of innocent people, especially children, because they are being denied food and aid.
Your donation can change everything for us. Even a small amount can feed my family for a day. It can help me get medicine, water, and the bare essentials to survive.
Please, if you have anything to give, I ask you to open your heart.
Please Donate now:👇👇 👇
💔 Don’t look away. Help us survive.
"I am Abdel-Majeed… writing to you from the heart of hunger and bombardment"
Peace be upon you, I never imagined I’d write a plea to the world like this… But today, I have no other choice.
My name is Abdel-Majeed. I’m a father to a baby girl who hasn’t even turned one 👶, and a husband to a patient, broken-hearted wife — she has nothing left but her tears and prayers.
We are now living under a sky raining fire 💥 and on a land with no food and no water 🚫💧. Hunger is eating us alive. The shelling never stops. Even the soup kitchens have closed 🚷 — And the only hope left is in the hearts of the kind and merciful ❤️.
I know the world is tired. I know everyone is struggling. But I am writing to you from deep pain — From the heart of a father with nothing left: No milk 🍼, no bread 🍞, not even a drop of hope.
A bag of flour here costs $600 💸. Can you imagine?
We don’t dream of meat 🥩 or fruit 🍎 — We just want a small piece of bread to silence my baby girl’s cries.
I cry in silence 😢 as I watch her tremble from hunger, while my wife tries to soothe her with the softest voice full of broken tenderness…
But love alone doesn’t feed. And it doesn’t protect us from the bombs 💔.
Please… Don’t scroll past. Even $1 could be the line between life and death.
I’m not asking for the impossible. I just want to keep my family alive. To give my daughter one more day…
Please share — don’t let this post fade. Let it reach every living heart.
Save a life today. Be the hope we no longer have. ✨
Help my family in Gaza, I'm begging you 💔‼️🙏
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Dear merciful souls before everything I'm now writing to you and my kids are so hungry we don't know what to eat because everything running out and the cross borders were closed for three months so please read my story to the end 🥺🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
Hello, I am full of hope and hope that you will read my message with love and that you will enjoy abundant health and well-being.
I come to you with an appeal that is heavy on my heart and that I had never imagined.
I look at you from under the war and the constant bombing of us in all its forms that the human or animal soul cannot comprehend
I am Jehad Kassab , a lawyer and legal consultant from Gaza City - Palestine. I hold a bachelor’s degree in law and many legal experiences. I have been working in the legal profession for a long time and I had a good work , which have become meaningless before this world, to stop the machine of war and destruction that has befallen us ،I had a private law office after the Israeli planes completely destroyed it and everything in it, after I built it with all its beauty after many years of toil, and it is my only source of livelihood.
I have a beautiful family that loves life as you love it and lives it in all its details. My family consists of (my wife, a nurse, and my son Khaled, a year and a half old, who has not seen life in all its details and does not know what it is yet, and my second daughter is now 11 months her age as the age of this bad war.
Our house was completely destroyed at the beginning of the war on Gaza with everything, and we did not even take anything out of it, not even the clothes, in the hope that we would return to it before it was bombed by Israeli warplanes
We were briefly displaced to southern Gaza and stayed in tents until this moment. We lived and are still living the harshest types of genocide in the full sense of the word: displacement, destruction, coming out from under bombardment, pollution, epidemics, and the difficulty of sleeping due to the sound of planes and the bombing that did not leave for a single second. Has the world become desolate or are we not fit to improve? For life or what? We do not know Khaled who started pronouncing the word bombing, and I am afraid.
I am not begging you or listing all the details, because an entire newspaper will not be enough. Television screens and social networking sites are enough to tell you about us, and no matter how much you try to say, what we feel will not reach you because we do not wish anyone to live as we live.
We are victims of conflicts and conflicts. We love life as long as we can. We do not like any form of war. We want a future like the rest of humanity for ourselves and our children.
In this moment of despair, I reach out to you, not just as a stranger, but as a human being, connected by our common humanity and the belief that compassion knows no bounds. Your support, no matter how small, can make an immeasurable difference in the lives of those struggling to find hope amidst the rubble.
We desperately need your support to rebuild my family's life that was destroyed by the war on Gaza and there is literally nothing left ، provide us with a glimmer of hope for a better life after we were fine before October 7th last year. Your support could mean everything to us ، If you are unable to support, please consider sharing our case. Every bit of support helps.
We also evacuated many times and the two baby were sick alot because of the bad environment
and you know there's no hospitals or medicin or even healthy food
and the rest of the.money will be used for the living expenses
We appreciate your help, even if it is just a little
Thank you all
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🌟 A Cry for Help: My Family’s Struggle to Survive in Gaza 🌟
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Before everything I'm writing this and my kids are starving they don't have anything to eat. I'm begging you to save my kids from this famine 🙏🙏‼️🥺🙏
Hello, my name is Areej Kassab. I’m a 27-year-old English teacher and writer from Gaza, and I’m reaching out to you with a heavy heart and a desperate plea for support. My family and I are enduring unimaginable hardships as relentless bombings devastate our home and our dreams.
We are a family of 15—10 adults and 5 children. Every day is a battle for survival. Food is scarce, humanitarian aid is not reaching us, and my little nieces and nephews go to bed hungry. Among them is my sister, who is deaf, and another sister who has a newborn baby. They, too, are suffering in this crisis, and I’m doing everything I can to protect and provide for them.
💔 A Life in Ruins
The war has robbed us of everything: safety, peace, and even the hope of a future here. My family’s needs are basic yet critical—food, clean water, diapers for the babies, gas for cooking, and other essentials to make it through each day.
With rising prices and limited access to necessities, we are struggling to provide even the most basic items. My sister’s home has been destroyed, and we are working together to ensure everyone has shelter, food, and warmth.
✨ My Plea for Your Support ✨
I’m a writer, and I’ve been documenting the harsh realities faced by my community under siege. But words can only do so much. We need action, and we need help. Your kindness can save us.
🙏 How You Can Help
Donate: Every contribution, no matter how small, brings us closer to securing the essentials we desperately need.
Share Our Story: If you can’t donate, please share this post to help us reach others who can.
Your support will help provide food for the children, clean water for my family, and basic supplies to help us survive this unimaginable crisis.
Thank you for reading, for caring, and for standing in solidarity with us. Together, we can create a lifeline for my family—a chance to live, to dream, and to hope again.
With love and gratitude,
Areej Kassab ❤️
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Wait a minute please don't go over that !!
we live in fear and death every moment the children at some point while we were sleeping safely in the middle of the night the treacherous enemy was bombing and tyrannizing so the targeting was right next to us they destroyed the shelter that I worked hard to make for my children for the little ones they demolished and destroyed all those simple things without mercy. What is the fault of these children that they live all that fear and terror the rubble and gunpowder were killing them if it weren't for God's mercy on us. I trust you all don't abandon us.
The war has returned again, Gaza is under bombardment and my area is being subjected to heavy shelling. We have lost hope in our rights. We must evacuate this city where there is no security. Donate to my family again, you are our only hope.
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I am Falestine, Jad Al-Haq, I am 37 years old, married, and I have a eight-month-old child named Youssef. I gave birth to him during the war during very harsh conditions that no human being can bear. I moved from the hospital immediately after giving birth to the tent in which we were staying after we were displaced to it after the Israeli bulldozers completely bulldozed my house. and my suffering did not start from here. Rather, it began since the beginning of the war, and I am still suffering. I cannot provide enough milk for my baby or diapers. Even medicines and vitamins are not available.
I ask you for your urgent help in disseminating the link to my family and communicating it to people interested and able to help us. I didn't want to do it, but the tragic situation we are living in is what pushed me to do it. I feel sad and helpless, after we had everything, we are now homeless on the streets, living in a tent next to a dilapidated public toilet and there is sewage, dirt and waste everywhere, we sleep on it! We suffer from terrible heat, insects, scorpions, the danger of death, bombs and missiles, in addition to hunger of course, the danger of pollution and terrible diseases, especially the digestive, respiratory and reproductive systems!
. My father and mother could not bear it any longer. My father had a stroke after losing his home and his place of work, and my mother suffers from chronic diseases and needs treatment.
Do you have the right to imagine that when you spend your life building for yourself and your children to live a decent life, all of this disappears in the blink of an eye, and now when you reach the age where you should rest, you are forced to start again!!? But the most important thing now is to try to survive and protect your children from all the factors of death that surround us! I ask everyone who has humanity or conscience to feel our situation and put themselves in our place. How can someone who has lived with dignity all his life accept this? We are slowly dying every day.
Your donation, no matter how small, can have a big impact. It can provide a meal for my little one, a clean bottle of water, or a moment of safety under these difficult circumstances. Every donation brings with it a ray of hope, alleviating our suffering and giving us the strength to face a new day.
I ask you to donate and support the steadfastness of the Gazan people, and share this campaign with your friends and families. Together, we can make a difference and help my family get through this ordeal.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your generosity and support.
Warm greetings,
Falestine
‼️‼️We will die at any moment‼️‼️
The war has returned after 15 months of death and genocide. We have never rested. We are losing people every day, most of them children and women... The bombing is everywhere. Our children are afraid...The sound is frightening.😭
There is no food, no drink, no medicine, the crossing is closed and everything is expensive.
‼️We don't want to die. Please donate and help us so we can buy food and medicine for my mother and save ourselves from death. Just donate. 😭🙏😞🫂‼️
‼️‼️We will die at any moment‼️‼️
The war has returned after 15 months of death and genocide. We have never rested. We are losing people every day, most of them children and women... The bombing is everywhere. Our children are afraid...The sound is frightening.😭
There is no food, no drink, no medicine, the crossing is closed and everything is expensive.
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"We don't want to die. Please donate and help us buy food and medicine for my husband and save our lives. Just donate."
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Please save us before it's too late. Help me donate to us.
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This is nauseating
Venezuelan prisoners held in bluebonnet prison (TX) who fear being sent to CECOT form SOS in the prison yard. Photo taken by Reuters who flew over the prison in a small plane after being denied entry to the prison by ICE.
https://www.reuters.com/world/americas/sos-migrants-held-texas-fear-notorious-el-salvador-prison-2025-04-30/
Please read the article. Do not let these people be swept under the rug and forgotten in two weeks. The injustice here is horrifying.
A Voice from Beneath the Rubble: We Do Not Want to Die of Hunger
The war has returned to us in a criminal and inhumane way, without any rules or restraint. Camps and hospitals are being bombed, children and medics are being killed in cold blood, and all international prohibitions have been violated.
Death rains down from the sky, and hunger consumes us from the ground.
We are trapped between two fires, there is no escape from the bombing, and no salvation from starvation.
My little child cries out from unbearable hunger, and I am powerless to comfort him, We have nothing left to eat except some green herbs I boil, hoping they will ease our hunger. 💔
In the past five days, we have received only 5 dollars, not even enough to buy bread for my child for a single day, Donations have tragically declined, and we can no longer afford even the bare minimum of necessities. 😥
Entire families have been forced to flee their homes under the relentless bombardment. Even the area they push us to, claiming it is "safe" (Al-Mawasi), is bombed daily without mercy.
The crossings are closed, aid is blocked, and escaping to a safe country is impossible.
It is a systematic plan of slow genocide, by missiles and by hunger.
From the heart of the siege, from amidst the destruction, from beneath the rubble…
I plead with you through the tears of a mother fighting to protect her child, with a body weakened by pregnancy and hunger, with a soul that holds on only to the hope in your compassionate hearts. 🥹
Please, help us. Save my child, my unborn baby, and my family from this hell.
Every donation—even the smallest—is a lifeline in a sea of fire.
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‼️‼️We will die at any moment‼️‼️
The war has returned after 15 months of death and genocide. We have never rested. We are losing people every day, most of them children and women... The bombing is everywhere. Our children are afraid...The sound is frightening.😭
There is no food, no drink, no medicine, the crossing is closed and everything is expensive.
‼️We don't want to die. Please donate and help us so we can buy food and medicine for my mother and save ourselves from death. Just donate. 😭🙏😞🫂‼️
A Future Beyond War Starts With You 💙
My name is Naser. War took everything from me—
my mother, my sister, my home, and the life I once knew.
In a single moment, my world was shattered,
leaving behind only memories and the weight of loss.
But even in the darkest moments,
I refuse to give up. ✊
Because I still have something worth fighting for—
my three younger brothers.
🔹 One dreams of becoming a doctor 🩺—to heal others so they don’t have to suffer like we did.
🔹 Another wants to be an engineer 🏗️—to rebuild what war has destroyed.
🔹 And the youngest? He just wants to be a kid again 🧸—
to wake up in a safe home 🏠,
to laugh, to play, to feel peace.
🏡 We need a home. We need education. We need hope.
Right now, we are not just fighting for survival—
we are fighting for the chance to live, to grow, to dream again.
We are fighting for a future where my brothers
can become the doctor, the engineer,
and the child who gets to have a childhood.
💙 This is where you come in.
I’m not asking for much—just a chance.
A chance to rebuild.
A chance to give my brothers a future beyond war.
Your support—whether through a donation or simply sharing our story—can make all the difference.
Even the smallest act of kindness can create ripples of change. ✨
🙏 Will you help us rebuild?
Together, we can prove that war doesn’t get the final word—
hope does.
Thank you for standing with us. 💙✨
"They’re not collateral damage — they are being targeted."
The image you see is not from a war movie. It's a real X-ray of a Palestinian child. A sniper's bullet pierced her skull. This was not an accident. It was a calculated shot — to the head. How many children must bleed before the world opens its eyes?
I see this, and I tremble. Because I, too, am a mother. My own child is injured. He cries every night from pain. He needs urgent medical care — but we are trapped under siege, under fear, under silence.
How long before my son becomes another X-ray? Another hashtag? Another number?
If you're reading this, you have power — power to share, power to donate, power to care.
Help me get my son out. Help save him before it’s too late. Gaza’s children are not targets. They are lives. They are futures. Please don’t look away
Please Donate now:👇👇 👇
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What Strength Really Means 💪
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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
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What Strength Really Means 💪
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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
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🚨We are now fleeing from death, as they have ordered the immediate evacuation of our area. We are in an extremely difficult situation and don't know where to go. Please, help us in these difficult moments.🚨
Please, help us as soon as possible. I am now homeless, we are on the streets, and the situation is getting worse. What makes it even harder is that my husband is injured in the war, and I am the sole provider for my family. I have 5 children, and one of them is a baby with no milk, and she is slowly dying.
We are in urgent need of all the help we can get, and we can’t hold on much longer.
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We are now fleeing from our tents due to the difficult and terrifying conditions. We don’t even have means of transportation to reach safe areas. The situation has become overwhelming, and every moment presents a huge challenge in our struggle to stay alive.
Please, help us in these difficult times, as we are in desperate need of any support that can reach us. We need all kinds of help, whether financial or logistical, to be able to reach a safe place.
#HelpUs #Donate
Help us before it's too late, before we die. We are in urgent need of your help in these difficult moments, as every passing minute could be crucial. We cannot face this situation alone.
#HelpUs #Donate
I need your help to purchase a tent and essential supplies worth 2000 USD. We are in a very difficult situation, and any support you can provide will make a huge difference in helping us survive.
#HelpUs #Donate
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‼️‼️The crossing is closed‼️‼️
I'm Wasim from Gaza, as you know the crossings are closed and the situation is very difficult, everything is expensive, we cannot afford any food or gas and we are in the holy month of Ramadan and we fast for 15 hours and we cannot break our fast because of the high cost of food...😭😞
As you can see, we do not have cooking gas because the crossings are closed, and we suffer a lot when cooking...😔😭‼️
My mother also needs medicine and vitamins, but she cannot buy them because they are expensive due to the closure of the crossings and the scarcity of the quantity.😭
‼️Help us and donate so that we can break our fast in this blessed month and so that my mother can receive her vitamins...😔🤲🫂‼️
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Please help my family
My name is Aisha
I never imagined I would find myself in a situation that would require me to write these words, but life has taken an unexpected and devastating turn. My family, consisting of my beloved husband and our eight children, is facing a crisis that we cannot overcome alone. Our home, once filled with love and laughter, has been shattered. The roof over our heads, the walls that protected us, and the place where our children grew up are lost. We lost not only our home, but the foundations of our lives. Now, we struggle every day to survive, with nowhere to go or a way to rebuild without help.
Our children, who should be focused on school and their dreams, worry instead about where they will sleep or when their next meal will be. The weight of their fear and confusion breaks my heart. As parents, we feel helpless and unable to provide basic necessities for our loved ones.
We are urgently asking for help because we cannot do this alone. We need to rebuild not only our home, but our lives. Every donation, no matter the size, will go directly to providing our children with a safe place to sleep, food to eat, and a chance to dream again. Please, if you can find it in your heart to help us during this desperate time, we will be forever grateful to you. May your kindness and generosity be the light that guides us through this darkness.
A merciless cold, and a tent that cannot withstand!
Like many other countries, this year’s winter is unbearably rains, fierce winds, and extreme cold that we haven't experienced in many years.
But the difference is that we are not in a home that shields our shivering bodies; we are in a torn tent that neither blocks the cold nor stops the rain.
Yesterday, the roof of our tent was ripped off, and water seeped into our few blankets. We shivered from the cold until we felt it seep into our bones. It was a brutal night as I held my child in my arms, searching for warmth I did not have. 💔
The hardest part is that the world thinks our suffering has ended. We are still without a home, without an income, and prices are soaring. Yet, donations have dwindled as if the pain has ceased! But it has not… We are still here, struggling to survive each day.
Please, if you are reading this, do not leave us alone. Your donation could be the difference between another night of torment or a moment of warmth that we so desperately need. 🙏
"Please, do not ignore my story. Your donation and sharing this message is a part of your humanity and support for us. Every help, no matter how small, makes a huge difference in my life and my children's lives. Be our voice, be the hope for those who have lost everything." 🇵🇸🍉🙏🏼
Share, donate, help us survive. 🕊️❤️
In a corner of Gaza, my family and I are drowning in destruction, with the echoes of suffering surrounding us. I sat beside my modest tent, hastily erected after losing my home in the latest bombing. The faces of my family tell stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched upon them, as if they were records of unforgettable events. 🇵🇸⏳🍉
I once lived in a small home, filled with the laughter and voices of my children. Today, I have become a witness to the agony of displacement. The bombing forced me to flee with my children after a shell struck our home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings I never imagined would become unreachable. 🏚️💨
Every morning, I leave my tent and go to work, using a clay oven to provide food for my children. Meanwhile, my youngest son heads to the charity kitchens that offer aid, waiting for long hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down his frail body, he carries the food mixed with his tears and returns with a fake smile, hiding behind it the burdens of his struggles. 🍞🥀
At night, when everyone else is asleep, I remain seated at the entrance of my tent, gazing at the dark sky, reminiscing about days gone by… about my home that was once filled with warmth. Yet, I still find remnants of hope in my heart—a hope that one day peace will return, and my children and I will live in a new home, filled with joy. 🌙🏡✨
In moments of solitude, I find peace in prayer and supplication. I plead to God to protect Gaza and its people, to wipe away the dust of sorrow from our hearts. I always repeat🇵🇸🍉🌿
"We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost!" 🙏
Urgent! the deadly cold is threatening our lives. 😢💔
The fierce winds have torn apart the roof of our tent, and heavy rain has flooded everything around us. Now, we live in our torn tent, with my little child shivering in my arms, and my sick mother in law struggling to withstand the biting cold that pierces our fragile bodies.
Every night, I wake up terrified multiple times, placing my hand on my child’s chest to make sure he is still breathing. The thought of losing him tears my heart apart with every passing minute. After seeing the news about children who died from extreme cold, the fear for our lives has become more real and frightening than ever. 😭💔
Your support has been the only reason we have survived the hardest times of our lives, and we will forever be grateful to you kindness. 🙏💚 Thanks to a kind-hearted person, just a few days ago, we were able to purchase a tent that filled our hearts with joy and hope during this difficult time. Our gratitude and thanks to them cannot be expressed in words 🙏♥️
but we didn’t even get a chance to find comfort in it before the winds tore it apart and rainwater flooded inside. 😥💔
We are facing a harsh winter unlike any we have seen in Gaza for years, with nothing to protect us from the unforgiving cold. We are exposed to this storm, struggling solely to survive. ❄️
Please! We desperately need blankets, warm winter clothes, and covers to shield my child and my mother in law from this frost. Most importantly, we need strong tarps to repair our destroyed tent, but they are expensive, and we cannot afford them. 😥
Every contribution, no matter how small, could mean the difference between life and death for us. Don’t let our cries fade away in this deadly cold. Help us survive and give us hope for a warmer and safer tomorrow. 🙏🫂
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Here in Gaza after a cruel war, We are a family of 15—10 adults and 5 children. Every day is a battle for survival. Food is scarce, humanitarian aid is not reaching us, and my little nieces and nephews go to bed hungry. Among them is my sister, who is deaf, and another sister who has a newborn baby. They, too, are suffering in this crisis, and I’m doing everything I can to protect and provide for them.
We need your support to save us and to help us after the destruction that surrounding us here in Gaza.
Please if you can't donate you can share it with your friends, family, and networks. Together, you can help me give my children hope, warmth, and sustenance in this critical time.🙏🙏🙏🍉💔
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‼️Helping me means helping 5 members of my family..‼️
🥶We're freezing🥶
Hello, I'm Wasim from Gaza, in Al-Mawasi specifically... My family and I were displaced from Rafah after hardship, bombing, displacement, and hunger.😭😔
Now we have been away from our city and our beautiful home for 9 months. We have lost our house that my father built stone by stone and he worked 24/7 to build this house. But the occupation destroyed it, and no house remained in my beautiful city remained intact.😭💔💔
We are now living in a tent or semi-tent, which does not protect us from the cold of winter or the rain. Our lives are very difficult.😔😭
Thanks to your donations, we have been able to buy food and flour, and now I am asking you for help to buy a tent that will protect us from the cold of winter. We do not know what it means to sleep because of the extreme cold.🥶
This is our tent made of fabric and some nylon, not closed on one side. We are freezing from the cold. Help us to buy a new tent. You are our last hope.😭🥶🥶🙏
I also want to ask for help for my mother, who is the most precious thing in my life. Without her, I am nothing...
She has a back cartilage disease and is in great pain. She needs physical therapy, medicine, and vitamins, and I am unable to provide them. Help my mother receive treatment.🙏🙏😭
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In a corner of Gaza, my family and I are drowning in destruction, with the echoes of suffering surrounding us. I sat beside my modest tent, hastily erected after losing my home in the latest bombing. The faces of my family tell stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched upon them, as if they were records of unforgettable events. 🇵🇸⏳🍉
I once lived in a small home, filled with the laughter and voices of my children. Today, I have become a witness to the agony of displacement. The bombing forced me to flee with my children after a shell struck our home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings I never imagined would become unreachable. 🏚️💨
Every morning, I leave my tent and go to work, using a clay oven to provide food for my children. Meanwhile, my youngest son heads to the charity kitchens that offer aid, waiting for long hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down his frail body, he carries the food mixed with his tears and returns with a fake smile, hiding behind it the burdens of his struggles. 🍞🥀
At night, when everyone else is asleep, I remain seated at the entrance of my tent, gazing at the dark sky, reminiscing about days gone by… about my home that was once filled with warmth. Yet, I still find remnants of hope in my heart—a hope that one day peace will return, and my children and I will live in a new home, filled with joy. 🌙🏡✨
In moments of solitude, I find peace in prayer and supplication. I plead to God to protect Gaza and its people, to wipe away the dust of sorrow from our hearts. I always repeat🇵🇸🍉🌿
"We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost!" 🙏
‼️Helping me means helping 5 members of my family..‼️
🥶We're freezing🥶
Hello, I'm Wasim from Gaza, in Al-Mawasi specifically... My family and I were displaced from Rafah after hardship, bombing, displacement, and hunger.😭😔
Now we have been away from our city and our beautiful home for 9 months. We have lost our house that my father built stone by stone and he worked 24/7 to build this house. But the occupation destroyed it, and no house remained in my beautiful city remained intact.😭💔💔
We are now living in a tent or semi-tent, which does not protect us from the cold of winter or the rain. Our lives are very difficult.😔😭
Thanks to your donations, we have been able to buy food and flour, and now I am asking you for help to buy a tent that will protect us from the cold of winter. We do not know what it means to sleep because of the extreme cold.🥶
This is our tent made of fabric and some nylon, not closed on one side. We are freezing from the cold. Help us to buy a new tent. You are our last hope.😭🥶🥶🙏
I also want to ask for help for my mother, who is the most precious thing in my life. Without her, I am nothing...
She has a back cartilage disease and is in great pain. She needs physical therapy, medicine, and vitamins, and I am unable to provide them. Help my mother receive treatment.🙏🙏😭
Campaign Link⬇️⬇️⬇️
@gazavetters
‼️Helping me means helping 5 members of my family..‼️
🥶We're freezing🥶
Hello, I'm Wasim from Gaza, in Al-Mawasi specifically... My family and I were displaced from Rafah after hardship, bombing, displacement, and hunger.😭😔
Now we have been away from our city and our beautiful home for 9 months. We have lost our house that my father built stone by stone and he worked 24/7 to build this house. But the occupation destroyed it, and no house remained in my beautiful city remained intact.😭💔💔
We are now living in a tent or semi-tent, which does not protect us from the cold of winter or the rain. Our lives are very difficult.😔😭
Thanks to your donations, we have been able to buy food and flour, and now I am asking you for help to buy a tent that will protect us from the cold of winter. We do not know what it means to sleep because of the extreme cold.🥶
This is our tent made of fabric and some nylon, not closed on one side. We are freezing from the cold. Help us to buy a new tent. You are our last hope.😭🥶🥶🙏
I also want to ask for help for my mother, who is the most precious thing in my life. Without her, I am nothing...
She has a back cartilage disease and is in great pain. She needs physical therapy, medicine, and vitamins, and I am unable to provide them. Help my mother receive treatment.🙏🙏😭
Campaign Link⬇️⬇️⬇️
@gazavetters