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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 🌿

Unfortunately, I am fading 💔

The unbearable conditions we are living through in Gaza are slowly breaking me, and I have no strength left.

At the same time, my father is in critical condition and needs daily medication that we can no longer afford. Every day without treatment puts his life at serious risk.

We are living through something beyond our ability to endure.

If you’re reading this, please don’t scroll away. Your help could save my father’s life.

Please support us and share our story 🙏💔

The famine is real. The suffering is deep.

Please help him by donating to his family's fundraiser, so that they can buy food when it arrives on the market. Thank you. ❤️

I understood why he wasn’t eating.

Stop the genocide. Lift the siege. Feed the hungry. Shelter the unhoused. Heal the hurt and ill.

End the occupation.

These past days have been harsh, but it is dignity and patience that have truly kept me going. Hardship has not broken me and by God’s grace, it never will.

This cannot go on. This needs to end, so the people in Gaza can have peace, food, water, housing, and their health and dignity back.

Pressure your governments, share fundraisers, donate when you can.

In what world is it normal for a person to have to go for 7 days without food? Please, please, please support them in this incredibly difficult time!

You can get a postcard after you donate!

It was one of the hardest periods our family has ever endured, and the memories of those days still haunt us.

We pray that those days never return, and that no one is ever forced to experience the pain of hunger and famine.

Sometimes, time seems to move in a vicious cycle, repeating itself in a painfully astonishing manner, as if mocking humanity's ability to learn from its mistakes. Two images are separated by 79 years, yet they appear as though no time has passed, as if the gap between them is merely a few fleeting moments.

Please try to support and help us.

Please try to share our story and speak about our suffering. 🥹💔

Over the past few days, I asked for your help to cover Eid expenses and to buy medication for my parents. Yesterday, we experienced a very nearby airstrike that caused significant damage, including damage to our tent.

We are living with fear every moment. Every minute feels uncertain, and the war has never truly ended. The situation continues to worsen, and I could lose my life at any moment.Please do not forget my family and loved ones. Any support you can provide, even to help us repair the damage, would mean so much to us. We urgently need your help.These are some photos showing the damage and the area that was bombed. Please support and help us in any way you can. We need everything.😭💔

You can watch a wider video of the area through this link.Click here

The war has taken everything from me and my family — our home, our safety, and our source of living. We were displaced from Rafah to Al-Mawasi, and when we finally returned, we found our house destroyed and impossible to live in.Today, we live through hunger, poverty, fear, and constant pressure just to survive. Some days we cannot afford food, clean water, or even the most basic necessities. Sitting for long hours without a single meal has become part of our daily life.Before the war,

I was studying engineering and dreaming of building a better future for myself and my family. But the war stopped my education and destroyed the life I worked hard for .

I am trying to help my family survive and find a safe, stable life again. Any support, even a small donation, can help us with food, shelter, and hope during these difficult times.

Please try to support and help us.

Please try to share our story and speak about our suffering. 🥹💔

Over the past few days, I asked for your help to cover Eid expenses and to buy medication for my parents. Yesterday, we experienced a very nearby airstrike that caused significant damage, including damage to our tent.

We are living with fear every moment. Every minute feels uncertain, and the war has never truly ended. The situation continues to worsen, and I could lose my life at any moment.Please do not forget my family and loved ones. Any support you can provide, even to help us repair the damage, would mean so much to us. We urgently need your help.These are some photos showing the damage and the area that was bombed. Please support and help us in any way you can. We need everything.😭💔

You can watch a wider video of the area through this link.Click here

I don’t know how many more times I can come here and ask for help. Every post I write comes with tears, because my mother’s life is all I can think about.

Yesterday, her condition became much worse , I can’t stop replaying those terrifying moments in my mind. Standing beside her hospital bed, watching her struggle, feeling completely powerless… it’s a pain I can’t put into words. The doctors told us she urgently needs this heart procedure, but we’re still waiting because we don’t have the money.😔

We’re only $600 away from the urgent heart procedure she needs. Such a small number to some people, yet for us it feels like the distance between hope and despair.💔

If your mother were the one in that hospital bed, you wouldn’t stop fighting for her not for a second. That’s exactly what I’m doing now.💔😔

If you’re reading this, please don’t close this post and move on. Be the reason I can finally look my mother in the eyes and tell her, “Mom, we’re going to make it.”

Please… don’t be another person who says, “Someone else will donate.” You could be the reason we reach our goal today. You could be the reason my mother gets the chance to receive the treatment she urgently needs. Even the smallest donation could change everything for us.

Please help us reach the last $600. Every donation brings me one step closer to saying those words to her. 💔🙏

Current process: USD 17,706 / $18,306

Vatted by: @90-ghost

Vatted by : @sar-soor

I don’t know how many more times I can come here and ask for help. Every post I write comes with tears, because my mother’s life is all I can think about.

Yesterday, her condition became much worse , I can’t stop replaying those terrifying moments in my mind. Standing beside her hospital bed, watching her struggle, feeling completely powerless… it’s a pain I can’t put into words. The doctors told us she urgently needs this heart procedure, but we’re still waiting because we don’t have the money.😔

We’re only $600 away from the urgent heart procedure she needs. Such a small number to some people, yet for us it feels like the distance between hope and despair.💔

If your mother were the one in that hospital bed, you wouldn’t stop fighting for her not for a second. That’s exactly what I’m doing now.💔😔

If you’re reading this, please don’t close this post and move on. Be the reason I can finally look my mother in the eyes and tell her, “Mom, we’re going to make it.”

Please… don’t be another person who says, “Someone else will donate.” You could be the reason we reach our goal today. You could be the reason my mother gets the chance to receive the treatment she urgently needs. Even the smallest donation could change everything for us.

Please help us reach the last $600. Every donation brings me one step closer to saying those words to her. 💔🙏

Current process: USD 17,706 / $18,306

Vatted by: @90-ghost

Vatted by : @sar-soor

My name is Suheila, a mother of five children.

Thanks to your kindness, we’ve reached $12,200 of our $14,000 goal 🤍

Since the ceasefire was declared, many people think things in Gaza are “over.”

But the truth is nothing has materially changed for us.

There is still destruction everywhere.

Food is still scarce.

Clothes are still a need, not a luxury.

Because of the ceasefire, donations have slowed, but our suffering has not ended 💔

My husband is still wounded and unable to work, and I am doing everything I can to keep my children safe, fed, and warm. We still urgently need money for food, clothing, and daily survival.

More than anything, I hope to leave Gaza as soon as possible so my children can have a future, but leaving requires resources we simply do not have yet.

We are so close now. Every donation, no matter how small, truly makes a difference.

Every share helps us move one step closer to safety, stability, and hope 🙏

Please don’t stop supporting us now.

🤍 Donation link in my bio

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Unfortunately, I am fading 💔

The unbearable conditions we are living through in Gaza are slowly breaking me, and I have no strength left.

At the same time, my father is in critical condition and needs daily medication that we can no longer afford. Every day without treatment puts his life at serious risk.

We are living through something beyond our ability to endure.

If you’re reading this, please don’t scroll away. Your help could save my father’s life.

Please support us and share our story 🙏💔

Sometimes, time seems to move in a vicious cycle, repeating itself in a painfully astonishing manner, as if mocking humanity's ability to learn from its mistakes. Two images are separated by 79 years, yet they appear as though no time has passed, as if the gap between them is merely a few fleeting moments.

Sometimes, time seems to move in a vicious cycle, repeating itself in a painfully astonishing manner, as if mocking humanity's ability to learn from its mistakes. Two images are separated by 79 years, yet they appear as though no time has passed, as if the gap between them is merely a few fleeting moments.

Sometimes, time seems to move in a vicious cycle, repeating itself in a painfully astonishing manner, as if mocking humanity's ability to learn from its mistakes. Two images are separated by 79 years, yet they appear as though no time has passed, as if the gap between them is merely a few fleeting moments.

Here in Gaza, life in all its forms has come to a halt because of the war😔.

living here has become extremely difficult due to the high and rising prices.

It has become hard to provide the basic necessities we need, like food and drink.

The cost of living for one day exceeds $100.

Please help me, even if just a little.