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In a single moment, we lost our home, our sense of safety, and the simple life I once knew 🏠💔 Everything that felt stable disappeared all at once. Since then, every day has been about trying to survive… not truly live.

I am a student who only ever wanted one thing: a better future 🎓✨ Education was my only way forward, my only hope to build something meaningful for myself and my family. But when you lose your home and your peace, even your dreams start to feel heavy on your heart.

My father lives with constant back pain that makes even the simplest work extremely difficult 🤕 Watching him suffer while I’m unable to protect or support him the way I want to… breaks something inside me 💔

This campaign was not created for comfort or luxury.

It was created because this is no longer just about surviving.

It’s about dignity. About keeping my family standing. About not letting loss be the end of our story 🤍

I’m not asking for much.

Just a chance to breathe again 🌬️

To rebuild 🧱

To hold on to hope in a world that keeps taking everything from me 🌍💫

If you’re reading this right now… thank you 🙏

And if you can support, share, or even just care — it truly means more than you can imagine 🤍

https://gofund.me/5cdd060e

Not a palace, but it had everything I needed — my corner, my bed, my memories, my little peace of mind after long days.

I'm a university student. I had a simple life — studying, trying to work, trying to build something for myself.

Then the war came… and didn’t ask who we are or what we had.

Suddenly, everything was gone.

The house is destroyed.

The feeling of safety? Gone. Even the smallest things became a dream.

Now, I’m trying to start from zero. But zero is hard when you have no place to stay… and no support.

I’m asking for help — any kind of help — so I can stand on my feet again, continue my studies, and hopefully have a roof over my head again 🏠🙏

Even the smallest donation can make a huge difference.

And if you can’t donate, please just share this story — maybe it’ll reach someone who can.

We’ve been trying to rebuild our lives step by step after losing so much 🏠💔

Nothing is easy anymore, and even the simplest things feel heavy when you’re carrying this much uncertainty.

I’m trying to continue my education while also being there for my family, but some days it feels like everything is slipping out of my hands.

This campaign is not just support — it’s our way forward.

Without it, we feel stuck, unable to move toward something better.

If you’re reading this, please don’t overlook our story.

Even the smallest support can help us take one more step toward stability 🙏🤍

https://gofund.me/5cdd060e

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Hello please donate to Mo'men Gherbawi if you can.

Campaign Information:

Mo'men Gherbawi is a palestinian man from Gaza.

He dreamed of a bright future after high school, but instead of celebrating his success, he found himself running from bombs and destruction, just trying to survive.

His Life Changed in an Instant!

Their home was destroyed in the bombing, leaving them with nowhere to return to.

His older brother lost his job after the occupation wiped out the area where he worked.

His school and his sister’s university turned into shelters for displaced families, leaving no classrooms for students.

They spent everything they had just to escape and make it to Egypt after six months of horror.

How Did They Survive?

They fled multiple times under bombs and gunfire, carrying what little they had in plastic bags, running through rubble and smoke, never knowing if they'd survive.

Their last stop was Rafah, which is now under siege, where they faced hunger, illness, and fear until they finally made it out.

His father suffers from severe back problems, making him unable to work, and his medical treatment is extremely expensive.

Despite Everything, Mo'men Still Has a Dream!

He wants to go to university and build a future, to help his family get back on their feet. But today, they have no home, no income, and no way to start over.

Why They Need Your Help:

"I’m managing this fundraiser on behalf of my family. Since GoFundMe doesn’t support the country we currently reside in, the donations are being received through a trusted family friend in the UK, Hassan Aloul. " - Campaign Organiser

The organsier is helping the family by withdrawing the funds into their bank account and coordinating them directly to distribute the funds for urgent needs such as rent, medical treatment, and education expenses.

All donations will be used to:

Rent a home in Egypt

Cover basic living expenses like food, clothing, and medicine

Pay for Mo'mens father’s urgent medical treatment

Support his university education so he can build a better future

They are committed to using every donation responsibly and transparently.

You Can Be the Reason Their Life Changes!

Every pound (£) can be a new beginning for us – helping with rent, father’s treatment, and mo'mens education.

"Don’t leave us alone—donate or share my story. Even the smallest contribution can make a huge difference. Thank you to everyone who helps. You are my hope for a better tomorrow!" - Mo'men Gherbawi

My baby sister is fighting for her life.

She is only a child, yet she has already endured displacement, fear, and serious health challenges.

Our family is doing everything possible to help her receive the care she needs, but we cannot do it alone.

I am Inas, a mother of two young children: Muhammad, 7 years old, and Hala, 5 years old. They should have been living their childhood like all children—safe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from us😭😭😭

Six months ago, my husband Anas, a kind-hearted man who endured a life of poverty, was killed by a random shell while on his way to work as a taxi driver. Since that tragic day, I’ve been left to carry the unbearable weight of life alone.

I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. We’ve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.

My young children face relentless hunger that weakens their fragile bodies and a cold that knows no mercy for their small hearts. Each day, their cries for warmth and food grow louder, and each day, I feel more helpless to provide them with even the basics of life💔😭😭

I appeal to your humanity, to your compassion. We need your help to survive, to find a safe shelter, and to feed my children. Your generosity could be the reason Muhammad and Hala continue to live and find hope amidst this darkness🥹

Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world

Donation Link

Hello my friend 👋

My name is Mohammed, I live in Gaza City and I am 19 years old. I have lived through the full horrors of war — hunger, displacement, fear, relentless bombings, destruction, and so many other painful experiences 🥹😭.I never created a donation link before, and I haven’t received any kind of help throughout this devastating war 🥲💔.

I was so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and I dreamed of starting a small shop to earn a living. But sadly, the war returned — even more violent and destructive than before 😭.Our area has now been declared a dangerous combat zone, and we lost our home — the only shelter we had 💔.

Worst of all, my father was seriously injured: he tragically lost one of his hands and an eye, and he is now completely unable to work or support our family 🥲😭.

Prices have skyrocketed, and we have no source of income. I’m launching this donation campaign now with a broken heart but a little hope 🥲.

Please, for the sake of humanity and for the sake of my family, consider making a donation to help us survive 🙏💔.

I just created the donation link, hoping that someone out there might lend a helping hand.

🚨 We urgently need €700 for treatment and medication.

🛑Move for her tears and screams that she does not realize because of her autism🥹🙏🏻

💔 It is heartbreaking to see all of this in such a small body—severe potassium deficiency and its complications, muscle weakness, possible kidney complications, neurological symptoms requiring sedatives, and painful skin ulcers.

Doctors informed us that the infection has gone beyond the skin and is now deepening, with a risk of reaching the bones.

💔 My child does not deserve this and cannot endure more.

🙏 Please have mercy on her. Your donation or sharing could ease her suffering and save her from further decline.🥹💔

I write these words in deep pain, with tears filling my eyes. I can no longer endure this situation. Hunger has exhausted me, along with my mother’s illness (liver cirrhosis) and the high cost of the medication she needs.

All I care about is easing my mother’s suffering from the illness she is facing and the constant pain that accompanies her. I am also trying to save my sick wife, who has been suffering from severe malnutrition and a serious lack of nutrients for many months. I beg you to help me buy the necessary medicine and treatment for both of them so they can regain their health and continue their lives, and help me save myself and my entire family.

Please donate if you are able. Your donation will allow me to buy medicine for my mother and provide treatment and food for my wife. It will save my mother, save my wife, save me, and save my whole family. Our lives are threatened by hunger and illness

My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances 😔.

I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.

hunger

fear

and a complete lack of security—

I am Amer, a Palestinian man from Gaza. I live with my wife and four children in indescribable conditions. Despite all this suffering, hope remains in our hearts.

My wife, my children, and I live in a single small tent. We lack the most basic necessities, and our daily lives are full of challenges: power outages, water shortages, and difficulty in securing food and medicine.

The situation in Gaza is tragic, and we face relentless conflict every single day. But I believe that strength lies in unity, and that support, however small, can transform our family's life. I launched this campaign as a plea for hope and an appeal for help to overcome this hardship. All we ask is for the opportunity to live with dignity for my children and my family.

If you hear our story, please share it and offer your support, whether through prayer, a kind word, or any other means. Together, we can make Gaza a better place.

I don’t know how I am still holding on...

My name is Najah, and I am a mother of six children, including newborn twins 👶👶 who need urgent care every single moment.

We are living through extremely difficult days filled with fear, hunger, and the lack of basic necessities 🥺🍞

Sometimes my children go to sleep without enough food, and I stand helpless before their tears because I cannot provide milk, diapers, or medicine for them.

My newborn twins are still so fragile, and their tiny bodies need constant nutrition and care 🍼💔

But our situation has become far beyond my ability to handle, while my other children face hunger, cold, and fear every day.

For many days, we have not received any donations or help, and our situation keeps getting worse with every passing hour.

I try to stay strong for my children, but my heart breaks every night when I see them suffering and I have nothing to protect them with.

Every second now is precious ⏳

Every act of kindness could be the reason my children survive 🙏

I am not asking for the impossible — only for a chance for my children to live safely, stay together, and have hope for another tomorrow.

Please, from the bottom of my heart, do not ignore our suffering 💔

Any small donation could help me buy milk, diapers, food, and medicine for my children.

I am Najah, living with my twin children in a tent. As the tanks approached the area where we are staying, my fear was no longer for myself, but for my two little children who need safety more than anything else. All I hope for is that this danger passes peacefully and that I can protect them from being displaced once again.

Please donate $25, $50, $100, or any amount you can give 🤲

Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a real difference in my children’s lives.

And if you cannot donate, please share our story everywhere you can 📢

Your compassion may reach someone who can save my children before it is too late.

I beg you — stop here, donate, share, and choose kindness before this silence becomes another tragedy for my family.

Thank you to everyone who listened to our pain 🌸

Your kindness today could give my children another chance at life and safety.

Donation link

Campaign verified: @gazavetters (629) @90-ghost @el-shab-hussein

Don’t wait until it’s too late. Every donation or share can make a real difference in their lives.

Donate now and give them hope and a chance for a better future. ❤️

Please, don’t ignore this message. 💔

Donate if you can, and share it with others so it reaches someone who can help.

I am Jaafar from Gaza. I am currently in northern Gaza, and we have not yet been displaced to the south. Things are very difficult here — the cost of moving to the south is $1,000, and a single tent also costs $1,000, if we can even find a place in southern Gaza. The south is overcrowded, and renting a plot of land costs $1,000 per month, or even more depending on the area. 🙂😢

I started a donation campaign in the middle of the war and received good support, but due to personal circumstances, I recently created a new link, and unfortunately, I have only received a small amount of donations so far. 😓💔 I appeal to you to help me with my new campaign and donate whatever you can 🥺😭. Every amount you give will save the lives of my family and me and may help us cover the cost of moving to southern Gaza! 😓 Thank you, and I pray that God blesses you and provides for you 🧡🫂

Here is the donation link ⬇️**

Hello my friend 👋

My name is Mohammed, I live in Gaza City and I am 19 years old. I have lived through the full horrors of war — hunger, displacement, fear, relentless bombings, destruction, and so many other painful experiences 🥹😭.I never created a donation link before, and I haven’t received any kind of help throughout this devastating war 🥲💔.

I was so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and I dreamed of starting a small shop to earn a living. But sadly, the war returned — even more violent and destructive than before 😭.Our area has now been declared a dangerous combat zone, and we lost our home — the only shelter we had 💔.

Worst of all, my father was seriously injured: he tragically lost one of his hands and an eye, and he is now completely unable to work or support our family 🥲😭.

Prices have skyrocketed, and we have no source of income. I’m launching this donation campaign now with a broken heart but a little hope 🥲.

Please, for the sake of humanity and for the sake of my family, consider making a donation to help us survive 🙏💔.

I just created the donation link, hoping that someone out there might lend a helping hand.

My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.

I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.

After we got married, I received the news that I was pregnant with my daughter, and I live in constant fear for my unborn child. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and bitter cold. We have been displaced from our home more than nine times, carrying with us nothing but the burden of loss and the hope of survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely protects us from the rain and cold.How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?

After a long pregnancy filled with pain and fear, after nights without sleep, I finally gave birth to my baby girl. She was born in the middle of bombing, surrounded by destruction and poverty—not in a warm room, not in a safe place. Her first cry mixed with the sound of explosions, as if she was announcing her arrival into a cruel world she never chose.

I gave birth to her with nothing but my heart. I cannot promise her anything. Poverty surrounds us from every side, and the cold reaches her tiny body before night even comes. My baby and I are suffering deeply, not because we ask for much, but because I am unable to provide her with the most basic needs: milk, warmth, and safety.

When I look into her eyes, I feel strength. When I look at my empty hands, I break down in tears. I am a mother trying to save her child from hunger and fear, in a world that has shown no mercy even to the dreams of children.😢🥹

To donate or support us, here is the link 👇🙏

I am from Gaza — a father whose only goal is to keep his children alive.Our home was destroyed 🏚️,

and we no longer have a place to shelter.We move from one place to another, searching for safety, warmth, and a piece of bread 🍞.

My children go to sleep hungry 😢,and my wife and daughter were injured and are still living with pain 💔.

There is no work, no income, and no certainty about tomorrow — only fear.In Gaza, we do not dream big dreams.We only dream of a day that passes in peace 🌅,

a meal that fills our children’s stomachs,and a night where they can sleep withouut the sound of bombing.This is not just a story of sorrow,but the testimony of a human being trying to survive,clinging to life despite everything.Gaza is not numbers.

Gaza is faces, children, and hearts that grow tired — but never surrender 🇵🇸

No help, No support, so No food no medicine for my parents 💔

Being hopeless and have nothing to do with this difficult situation makes me depressed especially I can’t get food for ten members 💔

I’m only 15 years old and I have to take care of my family, providing them with food, water, and basics just to stay alive another day😔💔

Help me just a little to be able to get food for my family please 🙏