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my friend. Listen to me a little. Here there is no medicine, not even food or drink. But here there are some doctors who perform surgeries, but at a very high price. I hope you understand me.

I ask you to think for a minute and send some money, whatever the amount, even one euro, it will do.

Ignoring me means you agree to kill me, my child and my family, I am Hadeel from Gaza 🍉 My husband was killed and I became a widow in this war and my child is an orphan, my mother and I are now homeless, we have been displaced more than 14 times, my child needs milk and diapers every day and I cannot provide them, we are 13 people who need water and food, understand the suffering we are going through and give us 💰 Please talk about my story and write about it to help us survive

Please, after my first campaign was stolen, this campaign I created a short time ago was documented, but it was never published. Please respond to me and help me spread the word. Please donate to us even if it is five dollars, do not ignore us I beg you

unfortunately my dear friend has gotten the news that his father has bladder cancer :(. this is unimaginably tragic on its own, but that tragedy is compounded by the fact that treatment is impossible to seek in gaza, and management is prohibitively expensive. on top of that, conditions only worsen — weather is bad, people are starving, everyone is sick and wounded, and israeli aggression does not stop or slow.

ibrahim needs our help now more than ever to raise funds to eat, to stay warm, to evacuate, and now to help his father pay for treatment when they reach safety. this is EXTREMELY URGENT — it CANNOT WAIT!!! please treat this as a personal plea for the life of my family members — ibrahim is like a little brother to me, and i cannot describe how heartbroken i am for him day after day and how terribly i want him to survive.

WE KNOW THAT YOU FEEL WHAT WE FEEL, AS THE SITUATION IN GAZA IS TEARING US ALL APART.

Every day in Gaza is a new tragedy, the war continues, and the bombs never stop falling. They talk about a ceasefire in the news, but on the ground, all we see is more bloodshed and destruction.

The feeling of death follows us everywhere, with constant shelling and airstrikes that show no mercy. Our children are living in freezing cold, under tents that offer no protection from the wind or rain. Life here has become harder than ever, prices are soaring to unbearable levels, and hope for a better tomorrow feels further away than ever.

We don’t know what tomorrow will bring, but we live in constant fear that the war will end our lives before it ends itself. We pray from the depths of our hearts for peace to return, and for this nightmare to end before it consumes everything.

if you wish to help us, please share this post with everyone. your voice might reach someone who can make a difference and help end this suffering.

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DON’T DELAY! DON’T LOOK AWAY!

the best time to act was yesterday, and the second best time is right now.

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The Gazan citizen was exposed to all kinds of death. What we witnessed in Gaza on the ground, I swear we did not see it in Hollywood. Imagine that citizens and children were burned on television screens and no one, including the leaders, came out to condemn it. Condemns these heinous acts against Palestine We are literally exposed to all kinds of killing, hunger, severe cold, and suffering in all its forms. Words cannot describe what we are going through. Please help us to survive this devastating war.

My family needs you more than ever and any donation helps us. Donation link here

This photo captures a glimpse of my struggle as a displaced father living under harsh conditions in Gaza. Here, I am trying, amidst destruction and displacement, to prepare a modest meal for my family using a makeshift stove crafted from salvaged materials. 💔🔥🛠️

This image reflects just a small part of our reality; we live in a small tent that barely protects my children from the cold nights ❄️🌙 or the scorching heat of the day ☀️🔥. My children, Nada (7 years old) 🎨💭✨, Mohammed (5 years old) 🛝💔😔, and Huda (2 years old) 🍼😢💗, suffer from hunger 🍞😞 and fear every single day 😓💣. They have no safe place to play, no toys, and no stability in their lives.

As a father, I do my best to provide for them, even though I suffer from a chronic illness 🏥🤕💊 that makes our situation even more challenging. But the greatest pain lies in watching my children grow up amidst this destruction, constant fear, and hopelessness. 😢💔🏚️

Through this story, I appeal to all compassionate hearts ❤️🕊️🌏 around the world. You can help by donating 🫶💵💌 or sharing my story on Tumblr and other platforms 📢🌍 to reach those who can lend a helping hand. Every penny, every kind gesture, can change our lives. 🙏✨

Together, we can give my children and the children of Gaza hope for a better life. 🌟🌈💛

Five-year-old Mariam,🕊with her bright pink backpack and tiny hands clutching a red rose, was ready to head to her KG2 class. It was a Saturday morning, October 7, and Mariam was filled with excitement and pride for reaching the next stage of her education. She wanted to surprise her kind teacher with that little rose. But in an instant, her world — our world — was torn apart.

Without warning, the skies filled with the sounds of explosions. The joyful morning turned into a nightmare of dust, fear, and destruction. Her preschool was shattered, her teacher’s life taken, and our neighborhood became a place of ruin. That single day marked the beginning of a relentless assault on Gaza — a place where childhood dreams, laughter, and innocence were erased in moments.

I am Khaled Ismail, a 41-year-old father, and my wife Rasha is 32. We live in Gaza with our three children. Our youngest, beautiful Mariam🕊, is just five years old. Our eldest, Walid, 12, is a boy full of dreams, always hoping to become an inventor. And in the middle, there’s Karim, our 10-year-old, whose laughter and jokes used to brighten our darkest days.

But the war has left scars that words cannot heal. The day of the first airstrike changed everything. Rubble covered their toys, and black dust filled the air. The sound of my children’s cries mixed with the chaos of families running for their lives. We left our home that day, desperately searching for safety. But every step, every shelter, brought only more destruction.

For a year now, we have been displaced, moving from one place to another, only to be met with more violence. Today, our home is nothing more than a frail tent. It offers no shelter from the burning heat of summer or the biting cold of winter. My children’s small bodies are battered by this reality — malnutrition, intestinal infections, heat stroke, and even hepatitis are constant threats.

I have nothing left to change our situation. My children have lost everything. I have lost everything. Their childhood is buried under the rubble, their dreams replaced by survival, and their once-joyful laughter now a faint memory.

I am humbly reaching out to you with a plea to help us escape this endless nightmare. Our dream is simple: to find safety, to give our children a chance at life, to give Mariam and her brothers a future. With every dollar, you offer a glimmer of hope, a step closer to a place where they can finally be children again.

Please, be the reason my family finds peace. Your support, even just one dollar, can make all the difference. Together, we can turn this story of despair into one of hope and resilience. Start today, and be a part of the miracle we need.

Help Mariam🕊. Help my family. Let us find a place to live with dignity and hope. Thank you for reading, and thank you for caring.

Only $611 CAD raised of $30K target! (2%)

It appeared from notes to be a bit rarer that people draw or write out of loving the work process itself. Lets find out!

We launched this donation campaign a while ago in an attempt to save ourselves, and we have so far collected 71,270 euros out of 100,000 euros. With all this amount and with your help, we have managed to stay alive until now. However, we still desperately need your support. The escalation has increased, and the occupation has begun targeting civilian areas more than before, resulting in hundreds of martyrs and injured people daily.

We do not want to become the new names on the lists of the dead and injured. You are our last hope to save us. Donate even 10 or 5 euros; every donation matters to us and brings us closer to our short-term goal of 75,000 euros before the end of this week. Please donate.

I really don't know what to do to get you to donate to us. How can I tell you that I need all the help please if you have anything to offer I would be grateful.

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Revising some of my horse drawing tips pages, starting with necks!