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Do you feel bored of the posts asking for help from Gaza? You’re right, but imagine our situation as we live this war day after day for 13 months. Do you think we’re tired too?!!

Asking for help is not easy; it’s very embarrassing, especially for a family that used to live a decent life. My husband and I completed our university education with distinction, worked in respectable jobs, and were used to helping others, not asking for help. But the war has turned our lives into a nightmare; we lost our home, our sources of income, and even our ability to provide the simplest of needs.

I'm Hanan. For the past 13 months, we have been struggling to get healthy food and medicine for my child, whose weak body was attacked by infection, and for my elderly mother-in-law, who fell into a coma for several days and almost lost her life due to anemia caused by our inability to provide healthy food, as prices have risen more than 10 times. Now, we have run out of everything. While you are reading my message, my family and I are trying to survive amidst all kinds of suffering.

What was once a beautiful dream and reality has now become a nightmare. Starvation is one thing, but starving, freezing, and being forced to flee in the middle of the night when tanks suddenly arrive in your area, running for your life and your family’s life under fire, leaving behind everything you built over the years, and returning after 5 months of suffering in displacement and tents to find that your home, where you lived your happiest moments, is nothing but rubble, is something completely different! 💔😓

Can you feel my broken heart now? Can you imagine what I’m going through at this moment? Everything I am living now cannot be described with words, and every moment here is filled with pain and fear. We desperately need your help, as we live in hope of escaping Gaza to save our lives and live safely away from the explosions.

You might feel powerless to stop this genocide, but you can certainly save my family. We appeal to your compassionate hearts to help us escape this catastrophe, which the human mind cannot even fathom.

Please share our campaign with your family and friends. This will help us reach those who can help us directly. Be the reason to bring hope back to our hearts ♥️✨

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Updated on 3/12

Dear Friends, 🌷

I know you share my story out of love and humanity, and I am truly grateful for that. 🙏💚

The painful truth is sharing alone does not feed the hungry or provide medicine for the sick.💔

Cost of a bag of flour is $300 which is the main source of food for my family and is needed weekly just to make bread. We live in a tent my child trembles from hunger and cold, and all I can do is pray. 😥

Please, don’t just watch or share. Even a small donation could be a lifeline for a hungry child or a suffering patient. 🙏

Don’t close your eyes to our suffering. We are calling upon your humanity.

The last donation 20 hours ago!! 😓

Thanks to your generous donations, we were able to buy some essential necessities that we couldn't do without, despite their high cost. A heartfelt thank you to everyone who contributed to feeding my child, even with a piece of bread 🙏💚. Your generosity gives us hope in facing these indescribable catastrophic circumstances 💔.

Our hope for survival comes from the generosity of your hearts. Your donations are the lifeline that keeps my family standing strong, They are our only source of income. Every contribution brings us closer to securing food and medicine for my family. Please, don’t leave us alone; your compassion is the light that dispels this darkness. ✨🫂

But I keep it quiet.

Locked away,

In a box I can still hold.

So I can control who sees it,

Who it hurts.

Because if it doesn’t work out,

what then?

What do I do

with their knowing eyes,

their stinging pity.

He wanted,

but couldn’t have.

They’ll know I carry that.

So I carry it alone.

I’ve never wanted out loud.

But I want love.

God, I want love.

Still, I won’t ever say those words.

It’s always felt wrong to admit.

Why does it feel like shame?

Why am I not allowed

to desire?

Why is it a crime,

to want someone,

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‼️Please don’t skip taking a look 🍉🇵🇸I am

ahmad from Gaza. I am 26 years old. I stand before you as a person trying to preserve his family. 🇵🇸💔💔

We try to live under miserable conditions in tents in Mawasi Khan Yunis, south of Gaza. It is difficult for me to find the words to describe what we face every day in Gaza. No food, no medicine, no clean drinking water, oppression, helplessness, psychological pressures, doubts, and daily trauma due to the loss of loved ones. In Gaza, it's not just hunger, disease and fear; Rather, it means actual death.

With a heart weighed down by sorrow, I reach out to you, hoping that kindness and humanity still shine in this world. My family and I have lost everything—the home that once sheltered us, the walls that echoed with laughter, the warmth and security that every human deserves. The relentless attacks on Gaza have turned our lives into a daily fight for survival. What was once a place of comfort and love is now nothing but rubble, and we are left with nothing but the clothes on our backs and a fragile tent that barely stands against the bitter cold.

Now, our days and nights are consumed by hardship. The icy wind pierces through the thin fabric of our tent, leaving us shivering, with no escape from the freezing temperatures. Food is scarce, clean water is hard to find, and the most basic necessities have become luxuries beyond our reach. Every day, we struggle—not just to live, but to preserve the dignity that war tries to strip away.

Amid this suffering, a new life was brought into the world—my brother’s daughter, an innocent soul who took her first breath in a tent instead of a warm home, her tiny body wrapped in whatever scraps of fabric we could find. She was born not into joy, but into loss, into hunger, into the unforgiving reality of war. And as we watch her, so fragile and pure, our hearts break knowing that we cannot give her the comfort and security she deserves and we cannot provide enough milk, diapers, medicines, and vitamins for her😭😭😭😭💔💔💔

I do not ask for much—just a little help to keep us going through these unimaginable times. A warm blanket to protect us from the cold, food to fill our empty stomachs, or even simply sharing our story so that others may hear our cries for help. Every small act of kindness can make a difference. 💔🍉🇵🇸😭

Your generosity has the power to bring warmth to our freezing nights, hope to our despair, and life to those struggling to survive. May the kindness you extend be returned to you a hundredfold.

Urgent Appeal: Help My Family Before the New Year

My name is Ahmed, and I am asking for your help. My family – my parents, brothers, and sons – are in a desperate situation after our home was destroyed in an airstrike in Gaza. We are now sheltering in a flimsy tent, exposed to the cold and rain, with no food, clothing, or shelter to survive the coming days.

My sister-in-law is nine months pregnant and is severely malnourished and anemic. She is weak and vulnerable, and we have nothing to prepare for the baby due in a few days.

We urgently need to raise $15,000 by the beginning of the new year to provide us with the basics: food, warmth, and a safe place to stay.

Your support, no matter how small, can make a life-changing difference. Together, you can help my family and start the new year with hope and dignity.

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The bombing was deliberate, extending to those who conveyed the truth through their lenses and cameras, turning their tent into fire, smoke, and screams.

They were targeted in the heart of the only remaining humanitarian space, within the premises of a hospital that was supposed to be safe.

At that moment, not only were their tools burned, but also the truth they tried to deliver to the world.

Gaza and its people have endured all forms of death."

The genocide has not stopped; Ahmed and his family live the terror of Judgment Day every night.

Rescue what remains—help Ahmed and his family with your donations so they can escape the hell of Gaza.

Even a little can make a difference.

Our people and children in Gaza are burning and disappearing under barrels and drones loaded with tons of explosives and advanced missiles.

Save us—donate so we can escape. "

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In The time when we are ashamed to ask for something because we have enough pride, but the situation in Gaza is unbearable. Death is everywhere. Rockets are all over Gaza.

Rafah was displaced and homes were demolished over the heads of its residents. What more do you want?

We are being slaughtered by missiles every day. Consider that we are animals, not humans. Support us, stand with us, and stand with us. We deserve a decent life. No food. We are in a famine. Drinking is not good.

🔥vetted by gaza vetter 365 in the lest

Donate please 🥺

In The time when we are ashamed to ask for something because we have enough pride, but the situation in Gaza is unbearable. Death is everywhere. Rockets are all over Gaza.

Rafah was displaced and homes were demolished over the heads of its residents. What more do you want?

We are being slaughtered by missiles every day. Consider that we are animals, not humans. Support us, stand with us, and stand with us. We deserve a decent life. No food. We are in a famine. Drinking is not good.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #365 )✅️

I am Mahmoud from Gaza💔, specifically Khan Yunis. I hope that no one will experience the suffering I am experiencing. After the collapse of the last ceasefire, Israel launched strangely manufactured and developed missiles. We are not human beings to them. Every moment we hear a sound. The planes, the sound of the bombing, and the crossings are all closed in an indescribable way. No one can bring a cup of water into Gaza🇵🇸. We are dying of hunger, bombing, and burning. Every minute, thousands of us are dying. The least you can do is donate so that we eat food that is not even good.Prices here are very expensive and things are more dangerous than you expect💔. You do not know the extent of what we are suffering. We are hungry and we are losing our families and loved ones at every moment. Please do not leave me like this. Help and donate as much as you can. I deserve a better life.

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On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #365 )✅️

On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah

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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.

We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.

We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.

No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.

We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?

fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.

Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help