alaa.Palestine🇵🇸🇵🇸

Tonight the explosion in Gaza not only shook the earth, but it shook our hearts.

My family and our tent were damaged by the bombing, and at that moment I felt as if the world had stopped breathing.

We are tired💔

We are tired of pretending that we are fine while everything around us turns to smoke and dust.

Your support, even a little, will alleviate our suffering.

My children and I need your help. Please donate even $10; it would make a difference to me.

Tonight the explosion in Gaza not only shook the earth, but it shook our hearts.

My family and our tent were damaged by the bombing, and at that moment I felt as if the world had stopped breathing.

We are tired💔

We are tired of pretending that we are fine while everything around us turns to smoke and dust.

Your support, even a little, will alleviate our suffering.

My children and I need your help. Please donate even $10; it would make a difference to me.

Tonight the explosion in Gaza not only shook the earth, but it shook our hearts.

My family and our tent were damaged by the bombing, and at that moment I felt as if the world had stopped breathing.

We are tired💔

We are tired of pretending that we are fine while everything around us turns to smoke and dust.

Your support, even a little, will alleviate our suffering.

My children and I need your help. Please donate even $10; it would make a difference to me.

Tonight the explosion in Gaza not only shook the earth, but it shook our hearts.

My family and our tent were damaged by the bombing, and at that moment I felt as if the world had stopped breathing.

We are tired💔

We are tired of pretending that we are fine while everything around us turns to smoke and dust.

Your support, even a little, will alleviate our suffering.

My children and I need your help. Please donate even $10; it would make a difference to me.

Tonight the explosion in Gaza not only shook the earth, but it shook our hearts.

My family and our tent were damaged by the bombing, and at that moment I felt as if the world had stopped breathing.

We are tired💔

We are tired of pretending that we are fine while everything around us turns to smoke and dust.

Your support, even a little, will alleviate our suffering.

My children and I need your help. Please donate even $10; it would make a difference to me.

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✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #605 )✅️

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #605 )✅️

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #605 )✅️

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #605 )✅️

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #605 )✅️

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #605 )✅️

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #605 )✅️

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #605 )✅️

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I am a woman from Palestine Gaza 🇵🇸.

I once had a modest but loving home with my husband, Mohammad, and our four children: Mahmoud, Somaya, Mostafa, and little Sila.

Our house was small, but it held our world — filled with warmth, laughter, and dreams.

Mohammad worked as a tailor, using his hands to stitch dignity into our days, providing just enough for us to live in peace.

But in a single, brutal moment… everything disappeared.

An airstrike hit our neighborhood.

Our home collapsed under the force of the explosion.😭💔

We escaped with nothing — not clothes, not memories, not even the toys my children cherished.

Mohammad’s tailor shop was demolished by Israeli bulldozers, leaving him without work, without tools, without hope.

Now, we live in a torn, fragile tent.

It doesn’t shield us from the cold.

It doesn’t protect my children from hunger or fear.

Rain seeps in. The nights are long and cruel. My children cry themselves to sleep.

I am a mother who cannot provide warmth, food, or safety.

I watch them suffer — I hear their tiny whispers asking when we’ll go home again… and I have no answers.

I am Alaa😓.

I don’t ask for much.

Just a chance to live with dignity again.

Just a moment of mercy.

If you hear me… if you feel my pain…

🌸Please help us🌸🙏.

Even the smallest act of kindness can bring light into our darkness.

Donation link

@90-ghost

I am a woman from Palestine Gaza 🇵🇸.

I once had a modest but loving home with my husband, Mohammad, and our four children: Mahmoud, Somaya, Mostafa, and little Sila.

Our house was small, but it held our world — filled with warmth, laughter, and dreams.

Mohammad worked as a tailor, using his hands to stitch dignity into our days, providing just enough for us to live in peace.

But in a single, brutal moment… everything disappeared.

An airstrike hit our neighborhood.

Our home collapsed under the force of the explosion.😭💔

We escaped with nothing — not clothes, not memories, not even the toys my children cherished.

Mohammad’s tailor shop was demolished by Israeli bulldozers, leaving him without work, without tools, without hope.

Now, we live in a torn, fragile tent.

It doesn’t shield us from the cold.

It doesn’t protect my children from hunger or fear.

Rain seeps in. The nights are long and cruel. My children cry themselves to sleep.

I am a mother who cannot provide warmth, food, or safety.

I watch them suffer — I hear their tiny whispers asking when we’ll go home again… and I have no answers.

I am Alaa😓.

I don’t ask for much.

Just a chance to live with dignity again.

Just a moment of mercy.

If you hear me… if you feel my pain…

🌸Please help us🌸🙏.

Even the smallest act of kindness can bring light into our darkness.

Donation link

@90-ghost