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Please,🙏 I beg you, do not let us down. What is happening now is unimaginable and not everything is being broadcast. There is a great cover-up of the crimes that are happening now. It is terrifying. We cannot sleep because of the sound of the planes and missiles. Please be a reason to help me I have to provide food and insulin to be able to survive. If we are attacked by missiles, we may not survive from hunger and lack of medicine and basic necessities. Please do not let us down. Make our voice heard to the world. Please.

My name is Suheila, a mother of five children.

We are living under extremely difficult conditions. Right now, we are trapped under heavy bombardment all around us.

Every passing moment is a threat to our lives.

I am pleading with you from the bottom of my heart—please donate and help us relocate to safety.

Our area has now been declared a ghost zone, which means the danger is beyond words.

Please don’t leave us to die in silence.

My husband Shadi was injured during the war, his condition is critical, and he urgently needs treatment abroad.

But we don’t have the money or a way to get out of here.

I beg you, save my family, save my children—save us before it’s too late.

Our lives are in your hands.

We are not just numbers on the news........

We are a real family—children who want to live, a mother who’s trying to protect them, a father who is injured and in pain.

Our home is no longer safe. Our nights are filled with fear and the sound of bombs.

I cry silently every night, wondering if we’ll survive till the morning.

Please, don’t scroll past our suffering.

Even the smallest donation could mean shelter, food, medicine, or a way to escape this nightmare.

We’ve lost everything—but we haven’t lost hope in people like you.

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The war is growing more brutal by the day, The planes are raining down shells, burning, killing without mercy. Today, the Israeli army ordered us to evacuate our area immediately amid heavy bombing. Since this morning until now, they have killed 70 people, and my family and I barely survived. 💔

Most families have been displaced, but we do not have the money to escape to safer areas. The cost of transportation and displacement is extremely high, while what little we manage to gather is barely enough to keep us from starving amidst the siege, border closures, and insane price hikes. 😓

Time is running out, and danger surrounds us from all sides. We need to urgently gather the cost of evacuation and transportation to save our lives.

Please, do not leave us alone in this hell.

Your donation now means saving our lives and giving us a chance to live. 🥹🫂

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After we were besieged in Rafah for more than four days, the tent was demolished over my heads, my children, and my husband, and we were able to miraculously escape. For those whose story of escape was not complete, because they were able to capture my husband and he is now their prisoner after he was injured in his feet from the bombing. My child was also exposed to danger and underwent a difficult surgical operation that failed. My family is now without a father, without a breadwinner for us, in light of this war and this catastrophic famine. I cannot provide food and drink for my children, nor can I provide treatment for my sick child. Please help us by donating to save us from danger.

Please donate now

Note: I lost my old campaign and had to create a new campaign. I am now starting over with you, but I know that you are by my side and will not leave me alone in this war and this bad situation. My child and I are in great need of your support. I hope that you will continue to support me as before.

We are a small family consisting of 3 members. We lived a beautiful life. I worked as a lawyer and my husband worked in programming. We lived in peace and security before October 7, but since that time we have not lived a single fine day. We were in our house at the beginning of the war, but We have Ahtaho Khan Yunis. We were the first people to leave. There was artillery shelling over our heads. Many died before our eyes. We escaped death and ran away more than 7 times while we were in Rafah and made tents.. Now we are in a tent after we were living a good life and we have a beautiful house. But unfortunately, the occupation has destroyed it. We are dying every second and every minute. If it is not from the occupation, then it is from living in a tent made of nylon in this extreme heat, or from the high prices through which we are unable to buy the simplest necessities of life. My child is exposed to many diseases and gets very tired. I appeal to those with good hearts to look at our situation, how we were and how we have become

I hope you see my account and see what we are suffering from, a new displacement and new tents. We are now sleeping in the street, me and my little child. He is suffering a lot. I don't know what awaits us. Our situation is very bad and difficult. It is truly tragic. I hope you help us with your donations, even if they are small. Don't forget us. We are in a difficult situation and my little child cannot bear it. I wish I had given him a better life than this, but he is not well now. He cannot enjoy his life or play like other children. He has become very afraid and cries a lot. I hope you help us and give us hope again. We need you and your constant support. I hope you look at us again and feel what we feel and what we live. Perhaps your donations will be the reason for saving my life and the life of my little child. I hope you always remember us and do not forget us.

Asking for help is not easy .l request a small donation of $ 10 or $25 from each person .$20 will save my family and help me cover travel expensesx

Donate even £5, even if it is small, it does a lot for us, helps us stay alive and gives us hope to continue our lives and that we can build a new life with these donations.

My name is Noor, and I am a mother of three children, living in Gaza. I am 32 years old, and my children are Yamen (5 years old), Tala (11 years old), and Yara (9 years old). Our lives were filled with hope and dreams before the war changed everything. Now, we find ourselves with nothing but devastation around us, and no one to turn to.

My husband has been missing since the start of the war, and we have no information about his whereabouts or condition. Our home was completely destroyed, and in the midst of the destruction, I was severely injured by an airstrike, which left me with severe damage to my right and left hands. I can no longer move my right hand, and I have undergone two surgeries so far. My left leg also had to be treated with a metal plate, and I am still recovering.

But perhaps the hardest part of all this is that I am unable to provide food for my children. I look into their innocent eyes, and I can't tell them when they will eat again. I can’t bear seeing them go to sleep hungry, not knowing when the next meal will come. This is the unbearable reality we face every single day.

Today, I turn to you, asking for your help. We desperately need assistance with food and basic supplies. We need your help to survive this nightmare, to bring some hope back to our lives. Your support, no matter how small, will mean the world to us and help us through this overwhelming struggle

Please, if you can help in any way, know that you will be giving us more than just food—you will be giving us hope and strength to face another day.

May God bless you and reward you for your kindness. Whatever you give will not go unnoticed, and it will remain in our hearts forever.

My name is Noor, and I am a mother of three children, living in Gaza. I am 32 years old, and my children are Yamen (5 years old), Tala (11 years old), and Yara (9 years old). Our lives were filled with hope and dreams before the war changed everything. Now, we find ourselves with nothing but devastation around us, and no one to turn to.

My husband has been missing since the start of the war, and we have no information about his whereabouts or condition. Our home was completely destroyed, and in the midst of the destruction, I was severely injured by an airstrike, which left me with severe damage to my right and left hands. I can no longer move my right hand, and I have undergone two surgeries so far. My left leg also had to be treated with a metal plate, and I am still recovering.

But perhaps the hardest part of all this is that I am unable to provide food for my children. I look into their innocent eyes, and I can't tell them when they will eat again. I can’t bear seeing them go to sleep hungry, not knowing when the next meal will come. This is the unbearable reality we face every single day.

Today, I turn to you, asking for your help. We desperately need assistance with food and basic supplies. We need your help to survive this nightmare, to bring some hope back to our lives. Your support, no matter how small, will mean the world to us and help us through this overwhelming struggle

Please, if you can help in any way, know that you will be giving us more than just food—you will be giving us hope and strength to face another day.

May God bless you and reward you for your kindness. Whatever you give will not go unnoticed, and it will remain in our hearts forever.

Ahmed's family home was bombed to rubble early on during the disaster happening in Gaza. Since that day, he and his family (with four children) have struggled to find food, firewood, and hope for the future.

Every donation helps to secure all three of those life-saving items and more for Ahmed and his struggling family. Please consider helping to save the lives of those in need. and if you cannot donate, please reblog this post or any of the other posts on Ahmed's blog ( @ahmed3amar ) to spread the word of his story.

Please consider donating even if it’s a small amount. If you are not able to donate rebloging is appreciated and can help others see Ahmed's campaign!

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In a corner of Gaza, my family and I are drowning in destruction, with the echoes of suffering surrounding us. I sat beside my modest tent, hastily erected after losing my home in the latest bombing. The faces of my family tell stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched upon them, as if they were records of unforgettable events. 🇵🇸⏳🍉

I once lived in a small home, filled with the laughter and voices of my children. Today, I have become a witness to the agony of displacement. The bombing forced me to flee with my children after a shell struck our home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings I never imagined would become unreachable. 🏚️💨

Every morning, I leave my tent and go to work, using a clay oven to provide food for my children. Meanwhile, my youngest son heads to the charity kitchens that offer aid, waiting for long hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down his frail body, he carries the food mixed with his tears and returns with a fake smile, hiding behind it the burdens of his struggles. 🍞🥀

At night, when everyone else is asleep, I remain seated at the entrance of my tent, gazing at the dark sky, reminiscing about days gone by… about my home that was once filled with warmth. Yet, I still find remnants of hope in my heart—a hope that one day peace will return, and my children and I will live in a new home, filled with joy. 🌙🏡✨

In moments of solitude, I find peace in prayer and supplication. I plead to God to protect Gaza and its people, to wipe away the dust of sorrow from our hearts. I always repeat🇵🇸🍉🌿

"We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost!" 🙏

Children in Gaza are not only losing their homes, but also their sight and limbs. The pain is unbearable for any mother to witness. My son Qais was badly injured in the recent attacks, and I have no money to treat him. I beg you from the bottom of my heart—please help me save my child. Any donation, no matter how small, can make a difference.

This is not an isolated case:

1. Many children are blinded by leftover Israeli ordnance or direct bombings.

2. Hospitals are overwhelmed and often refuse treatment without payment.

3. Mothers like me are left helpless, unable to provide food or medical care.

Please don’t look away. If you can see this, then you still have the power to act. Qais is only two years old, and he deserves to heal, to play, and to live. Help me give him that chance. Share, support, Donate—whatever you can.

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Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭