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My name is Suhaila, a mother of five children.

My daughter Mira is in a very critical condition, and every passing moment brings us closer to losing her if help does not arrive in time.

I hold her small hand, watch her struggle to breathe, and pray for one more chance for her life.

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

Every second now is precious, and every act of kindness could be the reason she survives.

I am not asking for anything impossible—just a chance for my daughter to live, to stay with her siblings, and to have a tomorrow.

Please do not ignore this message.

If you cannot donate, please share it.

Your compassion might be the reason Mira lives.

I beg you with all my heart, stop here – donate, share, choose compassion before this silence becomes my daughter’s end.

Thank you for listeningMy daughter is on the edge of death. Every passing second could cost her life.

Share, donate now, and don’t let silence steal her minutes. Your kindness can save her today.

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My children are searching for their clothes under the rubble. This is my destroyed home Please help my orphaned children in Palestine. Help them

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

I am a mother of five children, and today we are living through one of the most terrifying moments of our lives.

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.

We have no money to leave, no safe place to go, and nowhere to protect my children. Every moment feels like danger is getting closer to us. My children are terrified, and I do not know how to keep them safe anymore.

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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💔 Farah is fighting through unbearable pain every day😭

A severe potassium deficiency and the lack of proper treatment have left Farah in intensive care. Kidney failure is weakening her body and paralyzing her muscles, while doctors fear for the health of her fragile heart.

Her suffering does not end there. Her skin is covered with painful wounds, inflammation, and ulcers, adding even more agony to her daily struggle.🥹

🥀 Farah's Silent Fight for Life

Farah urgently needs your support before it is too late. Your donation could help save her life and give her a chance to keep fighting. 🤲💔🤲

My brother urgently needs another surgery along with medications and treatment to continue his recovery and avoid further complications 💔 Amount needed: $1500

Deadline : 3 June Only 3 Days

Current Progress: $23,432 / $24,932

This amount will help cover:

• Additional surgery

• Medications

• Medical supplies & follow-up care

We are doing everything we can, but we truly need your support 🙏

But my children in Gaza are deprived of the simplest joys of childhood.

No Eid clothes, no toys, and not even a sense of safety or happiness.

It breaks my heart to see the sadness in their eyes as they watch other children celebrate while I cannot provide even their basic needs.

All I wish for is to see a smile on their faces and let them experience the joy of Eid like children everywhere else in the world.

Any support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in my children’s lives and bring them a moment of happiness amid the harsh conditions in Gaza.💔💔💔🙏🙏🙏😭😭😭🍉🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸

I am Hassan, and I am begging for your help

€600 is all we need to save her life 😭🙏

Please don’t scroll away—help us or share

They need their mother…😭😭🙏

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Kidney failure has destroyed her tiny body, and her potassium levels have dropped dangerously low. Doctors warned us that her heart could stop at any moment. I am a broken mother watching my child fade away in front of my eyes with nothing left but prayers and hope. 💔

We urgently need €400 this week to continue Farah’s treatment and help get her discharged from the hospital.🙏🏻🥹

Farah and all our family members are also suffering from flea and insect bites that caused painful infections and sores, and we desperately need antibiotics and insect treatment.

Please… do not leave my little girl alone in this suffering. Any donation, no matter how small, could help save her life. 🙏🙏🏻

“Thank you to every kind soul standing with us during this painful time… your support could help save Farah’s life. 🙏💔”

Guys, you know, summer has begun, and it's very hot. Here in the Gaza Strip, we will suffer a lot because of the many destroyed houses, especially the people who live in tents. The heat waves will be very harsh, but we used to go to the sea at times like this, but the occupation also prevents us from going to the sea and putting its boats very close to the beach.

Warboats every day shoot at fishermen and people who are near the sea. Even the only way for us now too, we have deprived it .

My subject, guys, as you know, we lost our house, and we lost all our belongings, all our clothes and all our things, we went out without anything.

So my goal in this post is to buy some summer clothes. Even if it's one set, guys, as you know, we don't have clothes for any of us. And I will try to raise some money to buy clothes.

Unfortunately, goods and clothes are expensive, the price of the summer shirt before the war was only $10. But now it's worth $30 a piece, guys, that's, I need $60 or $70 to buy a great summer set. For one person

My goal is to collect as much money as I can so that I can buy clothes for my family.

I will now try to collect the first amount of $500. And I will see someone who will be enough and I will tell you the details here on a daily basis.

43,800/44,300 . 🙏⏳

Before the war, we lived a simple, peaceful life in Gaza. My wife and I were raising our six children—four boys, one girl, and our baby daughter who had not yet turned one. Our home was small, but it was full of laughter, warmth, and love. 🏡❤️

Then, in a single moment, everything was gone.

Airstrikes destroyed our home. The walls that once protected my children turned into rubble. I still remember the sound… the fear in their eyes… the way they held onto me as we ran for our lives. I couldn’t take anything with me—only my family. 😢💥

Now, we live in a fragile tent in a refugee camp. ⛺

The cold does not wait. The wind enters from every side. At night, my children cannot sleep—not because of noise, but because of hunger. My baby daughter cries in my arms, and I have nothing to give her. No milk. No warmth. Only empty hands and a broken heart. 🥶👶💔

As a father, this is the deepest pain—to see your children suffer and feel helpless.

Every day is a battle. I search for food. I try to keep our tent standing. I try to protect my children from sickness, fear, and despair. I am doing everything I can… but it is not enough. 😔

I need your help.

I want to be honest with you: during my last fundraising campaign, I was scammed. At a time when we had nothing, we lost even more. It broke me—but I refused to give up on my children. ⚠️💔

Now, I have created a new campaign with the help of a trusted friend, so your support can safely reach my family. I am asking you from my heart—please give us another chance. 🤝

Your help can save my children. 🙏

Even a small donation can mean: 🍞 Food for my hungry children

🍼 Milk for my baby daughter

💊 Medicine when we are sick

🧣 Blankets to survive the cold nights

Please, my friends… do not turn away.

If you cannot donate, please share my story. Your share could reach someone who can help save my family. 📢

From a father who is trying not to lose everything

Thank you for standing with us. ❤️

Every day I worry about how to provide them with food, warmth, and safety.

My children do not understand why we live with so much fear and shortage, but I can see the exhaustion in their small eyes.

I am not asking for much… just a small help so we can live with dignity and provide the basic needs for my children.

Your support can make a real difference in the life of a family trying to survive.

All we ask is for you to feel our pain for a moment and not let your hearts turn away from us.

A simple share, a kind gesture, or helping our story reach someone else could become the reason a struggling family survives another day. We are not asking for miracles… only for humanity not to stay silent while we are drowning in pain.

Take just one minute from your day and listen to your heart, not only your eyes… And ask yourself: what if this were happening to your family?

How would you feel if you were crying for help while the whole world could hear you , and still chose silence?

And with it, the only thing keeping my mother’s fundraiser alive disappeared too.

No donations. No reach. No voices helping us anymore.

But my mother is still sick. She is still waiting for treatment while I watch everything collapse in front of me.

I spent months begging people not to let her die, and now I’m back at the beginning — alone again.

I am terrified that silence is going to kill my mother before her illness does.

If this post reaches you, please don’t scroll away like we’re nothing.

Donate. Share. Help me keep her alive.

My daughter never got to know her father… he passed away before she was born, when I was in my sixth month of pregnancy. Since that day, I have been facing life alone, doing everything I can to protect my child and provide for her.

I lost my home and my job, and with the difficult conditions and rising prices, I am no longer able to provide even the most basic needs for us. Every day is a new challenge as I try to stay strong for my little girl.

I am writing these words in the hope that they reach kind hearts… any support or even sharing my story could make a big difference in our lives.

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Yusuf is fighting his wounds… and I am fighting to stay in university.📚📚📚

🚨 HELP YUSUF SURVIVE: A Child Drowning in Rain and Pain

This is my 11-year-old brother, Yusuf. He should be in a classroom, but instead, he is fighting for his life inside a torn tent flooded with rainwater.

The Story of Stolen Hope

The photos of Yusuf before this war show a boy full of dreams. Today, the photos of him in a flooded tent tell a story of an endless nightmare. Yusuf has no safe, dry place to nurse his wounds. Every drop of rain that enters our tent is a threat to his fragile health.

Our Dire Situation

We are reaching out because we have hit a wall of helplessness:

Medical Crisis: Yusuf desperately needs urgent medical treatment that we simply cannot afford. Our financial situation is catastrophic, and we are unable to provide even the most basic healthcare to save him.

Education at Risk: While I fight for Yusuf’s life, I am also fighting to keep my own future alive. I am facing the heartbreaking reality of dropping out of university because we cannot pay my tuition fees.

We are trapped between Yusuf’s physical agony and the loss of our only hope for a better future.

You Are Our Only Lifeline

We are exhausted, and we cannot do this alone. Your support is the only thing standing between Yusuf and the worsening of his condition.

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