Allo!

The silence of a stalled campaign is a different kind of cold. As donations have dried up, the desperation in our tent has grown. I am writing this with a heavy heart, reaching out to anyone who can hear our plea. My family is at a breaking point, and we need your kindness now more than ever.

### Sela Cannot Wait Any Longer 😞🥺

My little sister, Sela, is only two years old. She has been fighting severe malnutrition, and though she is starting to recover, she is still so tiny and fragile.

Now, the freezing winter rains have become our greatest enemy. Our tent is badly torn, and every storm brings a flood inside. Our blankets and clothes are constantly soaked, and I watch Sela shiver uncontrollably in the bitter cold. I hold her to my chest to keep her warm, but I am terrified that the cold will take her from me before the hunger does.

Your donations go directly toward a sturdy, waterproof tent and the nutrition Sela needs to stay alive.

A Career Sold for a Crust of Bread 💻🚫

The war has stripped us of everything. I hold a Bachelor’s degree in Computer Engineering and have professional experience, but the starvation became so extreme that I was forced to sell my laptop just to feed my family. It was a devastating choice. Now, I am stuck in a cycle of survival that leaves no room for hope:

I spend my days carrying heavy water containers across ruins.

I spend my nights trying to start fires just to keep us from freezing.

I have no way to work, no way to study, and no way to pull my family out of this nightmare.

How Your Donation Changes Everything 💸🤲

I have launched a new campaign with a trusted friend after my previous one was unfortunately banned. Every dollar donated is a brick in the wall of our protection. We urgently need funds for:

Emergency Shelter & Food: To keep Sela dry, warm, and fed.

A New Laptop & Internet: To replace the one I sold so I can apply for remote software or data entry roles and provide for my family myself.

Medical Care: To ensure Sela’s recovery from malnutrition continues.

Please, if you can find it in your heart, donate today. Even the smallest amount is a miracle for us. If you cannot donate, please share this post—your voice might reach the one person who can help us survive.

📧 Reach me directly: [email protected]

🔄 Please share far and wide. We have no one else to turn to.

Thank you for your compassion and for standing with us in our darkest hour. ❤️🙏

My daughters spend their days standing in long lines for water and bread instead of living their childhood 🥺 My husband was also injured while trying to bring food for us during the famine.

I created this fundraiser with a broken heart, only hoping to protect my daughters and give them a chance to live with dignity, safety, and hope again 🙏

Any donation, no matter how small, can help us survive. And if you cannot donate, sharing our story may help us reach someone who can, but please try to support us with a donation because my campaign is still new and my little girls desperately need your help 🌿

My name is Bilal. I am a 35-year-old father of four children 👨‍👧‍👦 from Gaza. I lived a simple life with my family. I worked hard every day to provide my children with a decent life and a better future.

But the war took everything from us… 💔

In a sudden bombing, my home was destroyed, and the place that once brought my family together became nothing but ruins. I lost several members of my family, and I, my wife, and my daughter were injured, leaving us with deep physical and emotional suffering.

After losing my home, my job, and my only source of income, I became unable to work because of my injuries. My responsibilities became greater than my ability to provide. Today, I live with my children in a small, worn-out tent ⛺ that does not protect us from the heat of the sun ☀️, the cold of winter ❄️, insects 🐜, or rats 🐭 that have become part of our daily struggle.

Even the little food we manage to get 🍞 does not remain safe for us, as the rats eat it, and my children cannot eat it afterward. We are living in extremely difficult conditions, trying only to survive through fear and hardship 💔.

The tent where we live is located near the yellow line, and we have nowhere else to go or a safe place to shelter. It breaks my heart to see my children suffering while I cannot provide what they need 😢.

I ask kind-hearted people ❤️ to stand with me and help us provide medical treatment for my wife and daughter 🏥, secure the basic needs for my children, and help us overcome these unbearable circumstances after losing everything.

Please donate whatever you can to help us and stand by us during this difficult time 🙏. Your support can give my family new hope and help my children have a safer and more dignified life 🤍.

Please share our story with anyone who may be able to help 🤲.

Thank you to everyone who extends a helping hand and feels our pain ❤️.

I am Widad, writing to you today with a heavy heart for my mother, Suhaila, who is currently undergoing urgent surgeries in the hospital.

Her health condition is very serious, and we are going through critical and difficult moments, waiting for any news that can bring us comfort and hope.

Every passing moment feels heavy as we wait and pray for her safety and recovery

Please… act now. Silence is taking her away from me. Every moment without help brings us closer to losing her. I beg you from my heart, don’t scroll past—help us before it’s too late

Every second matters. Any small donation can help save her life. Please don’t ignore us. Share this message, donate if you can. Your kindness could give my daughter a chance to live and see tomorrow.

We have nothing left.

Our home was destroyed.

We sleep under the open sky, exposed to cold, fear, and hunger.

No walls. No roof. No tent.

My father was injured in the war and cannot work.

My mother is very sick — her iron is dangerously low, and we cannot afford her medicine.

Her illness is confirmed by a hospital report, which you can see

Every night, I watch her struggle and pray she survives.

I have four sisters and my little brother Shukri.

Look at this video 😢… My siblings and I are searching through the rubble of our destroyed home for any clothes we can wear. Everything is torn, everything is broken… we are just trying to find something to cover ourselves in these hard days."

He is scared, weak, and I am the only one trying to protect him.

And my little sister Mira, only two years old, cries for milk… and I have nothing to give her.

My little sister Mira is suffering from severe malnutrition and is currently in the hospital. She is weak and unable to rest properly, and we are deeply worried about her."

I was forced to leave school. My dreams are gone.

All I can do is fight every day to keep my family alive.

We are just children… carrying a life no child should ever bear.

Please… help us survive.

Even a small donation can give: • Medicine for my mother

• Milk for Mira

• Care and support for Shukri

• A simple shelter to protect all of us

."Medicines for my mom."

If you cannot donate, please share our story.

Help us. Save us. We are slowly dying. 😭💔🙏

The army has ordered the evacuation of the areas around us. People are running in fear, carrying their children and whatever little they have left. I recorded a video so the world can see the suffering we are going through and the fear surrounding us every second.

Please, I beg you, help us before it is too late. Help us before we are bombed and disappear like so many others. Any support, donation, or share could save the lives of my children.

Please do not ignore our cries for help.

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hopefully ima work on my art more, webcomic is having its work be post poned while I finished Deltarune chapter 5 and until I’m not in another country where I can use the brush I want cus internet

hopefully more good news soon!

uh that Ananas vid with night raven & Dr chapter 5 have been good birthday presents :)