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We live in Gaza, under siege, under constant fear — and now, under famine. 😔🍞

Last night, my little daughter, Alma 👧, cried herself to sleep. She whispered, “Daddy, I’m hungry…” 😢 But I had nothing to give her. Not even bread. Just pain. Just silence. 💔

There is no food here. The Israeli occupation 🚫📦 is blocking aid, food, and basic necessities from reaching us. There is no clean water 💧, no electricity ⚡, and now — a famine is killing our people, especially our children 🧒👶.

I am writing to you — the LGBTQ+ community 🏳️‍🌈 — because I know many of you understand what it means to be marginalized, to be forgotten, to be denied basic dignity 🕊️. You have known pain, and you have built communities based on love ❤️, care 🤝, and survival 🌈.

We are not asking for much. We are asking for the right to live 🌍, to feed our children 🍲, to survive this siege 🚧.

💔 Please, if you are able — donate. 📤 If you can’t, just share this message. Let it reach someone whose heart is still open. ❤️‍🩹

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From Gaza 🇵🇸 — to every LGBTQ+ soul 🏳️‍🌈 who believes in humanity 🫶: Thank you for seeing us. For hearing us. For not turning away. 🙏

Can you consider me a member of your family and listen to me? This may be the last thing I write.

I've written to you repeatedly. Please don't ignore my message.

I'm Lubna, a displaced person living in a tent in southern Gaza. ⛺

A week ago, a tent next to ours was bombed, and I miscarried my three-month-old baby due to extreme panic, fear, and terror. My husband is a prisoner, and I know nothing about him. He left me with three children. The youngest had unsuccessful surgery and needs treatment abroad. He needs to buy medicine for 50 euros a day. 💊

I also need medical care after losing my baby and miscarrying. Please donate 100 euros to provide urgent treatment for two days. ‼️

Thank you from the bottom of my heart ❤️

🔗 My number has been verified by @gazavetters, and it's the first number on the list.

https://chuffed.org/project/117668-help-my-family-get-out-gaza

Even if u can’t donate, please at least share‼️🔥‼️

PLEASE DON’T IGNORE ME

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My name is Alaa, I am 35 years old and a mother of three children. Our home was bombed and destroyed, forcing us to flee nine times, living in a weak tent amidst the sounds of war. In the intense summer heat, we suffer from insects that make our lives even more difficult, and my children are struggling with malnutrition and illnesses.😔

My ten-year-old son, Ahmad, suffers from severe allergies in his eyes, and I cannot provide him with the necessary treatment. My fifteen-year-old daughter, Raghad, has extreme allergies and needs special food that I cannot afford. Meanwhile, my fourteen-year-old son, Ismail, was an excellent student, but he has lost the chance to realize his dreams due to these painful circumstances. 😢💔

I plead with you, with my broken heart; I need your help in securing our basic needs and treating my children. Your assistance can bring hope back to our lives.

🙏 For those who can give, please don’t hesitate to lend a helping hand. My campaign has been verified through beesandwatermelos@, and you can find the GoFundMe link here: https://gofund.me/6bdcd329. Together, we can revive hope in our hearts. 💖✨

Alaa

Imagine you wake up with nothing left.That's exactly what happened with us .we moved from having everything to having nothing.In a blink of an eye ,we lost everything, our house ,dreams, memories belongings and our works. We are starting from zero and need your help to climb the leader step by step from scratch.

All the positive words cannot express how generous you are, especially in sharing my posts to inform other donors about the people of Gaza who are still suffering from the terrible conditions caused by the unjust war on Gaza!

Please continue to support us by donating directly or by sharing the link to let others know. Don't hesitate to help people in difficult and miserable times until the dark days are over. 🙏🏻🍉

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We used to have a home. 🏚 A simple place, but it was filled with love. Now it’s gone. What remains are memories, silence, and an overwhelming fear of what tomorrow may bring.

Each day, I wake up not knowing if we will make it through the next. My daughter should be learning to walk, to smile at strangers, to feel safe in her world — but instead, she’s learning to live in the middle of a war zone. 🕊️

I’m not writing this to ask for pity. I’m sharing our truth because silence won’t protect us. Maybe, through this message, someone will hear us — and care. 🤍

If you feel moved to share our story or offer support, it would mean more than words can say. Every kind act ripples outward. ✨

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Thank you for taking a moment to listen. 🙏

Dear kind soul,

I never thought I would have to write a message like this. I am a father of five children, living in Gaza — and we are starving.

We have no food. No clean water. No safety. My children cry from hunger every day, and as their father, my heart breaks because I cannot feed them. I have injuries from Israeli airstrikes, and my health is getting worse, but the worst pain I feel is watching my children suffer without being able to help them.

This is not a famine. This is forced starvation. We are being deprived of food and aid. We are dying slowly, silently.

Please, I am begging you — if you can donate anything, even the smallest amount, it can mean a meal for my children. If you cannot donate, please share my plea with others. Your voice could reach someone who can help.

Your compassion can save lives. Your help could mean that tonight, my children go to bed with something in their stomachs.

Please don’t ignore this.

Please Donate now:👇

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I’m reaching out with a quiet hope in my heart. These days are heavy, and my family is living through a reality filled with uncertainty—but I’m still here, doing my best to hold on and keep going.

If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post.

A simple share could help it reach someone who might be able to make a difference.

If you’re able to give, even the smallest kindness can bring light into the darkest places.

Your time, your voice, your compassion — it all matters more than you know.

With deep gratitude,

@nadinfamily

I’m not writing this to ask too much of anyone. I’m sharing a piece of my story — not because I want sympathy, but because I still believe someone, somewhere, might care enough to listen.

If this message finds you at the wrong time, I understand.

I’m truly sorry if it feels like an interruption.

➡️ Please feel free to DM me if you'd rather not receive asks from me — I'll make sure not to contact you again. 🤍

✨ If you do feel moved to help — even by sharing — it means more than words can say.

Every repost, every bit of care, helps keep hope alive in a place that has seen too much darkness.

🙏 Thank you for taking the time to read.

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Wishing you peace, healing, and comfort — wherever you are.

With deep appreciation

Every little bit counts, and your help truly means the world to us ❤️

This fundraiser is verified by @bilal-salah0 and @a-shade-of-blue 🤝✅

Please, be one of the first to donate — even £10 can bring us closer to safety and hope 🏠✨

And if you can’t donate, a simple share could reach someone who can!

https://gofund.me/5cdd060e

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts 🇵🇸🍉