Netti

My mother is sick, and every day without support makes her life even more at risk. She needs a new heart device that costs $35,000, and her monthly treatment is $1,400.

Every moment of your silence is a scream of pain no one hears.

As for PayPal, I haven’t received any support recently and I urgently need 150 USD on PayPal to cover my mother’s treatment. Any contribution there, no matter the amount, brings her a step closer to safety.

I’ve just read this truly harrowing article and thought it’d be important to share. Seeing Gaza devastated by bombs and famine has always been indescribably horrifying, but reading accounts on how drones are used to stalk women in their bedrooms while they sleep, and how phones are scraped through so thoroughly it’s not safe to text loved ones anything makes the situation unspeakably more terrifying and unsettling.

The war may be ending but Aya and her family, among many others, have still lost their homes, their friends and family, their livelihoods and their health.

They will be suffering from the trauma they’ve experienced. Their children will be spend the rest of their,lives not only dealing with the long term, and permanent, affects of starvation and malnutrition, but also the loss of their childhood innocence, the setbacks to their education and the long term trauma of surviving the violence, bombings, hunger, seeing dead bodies and sleepless nights listening to bombs and missiles explode in the distance, wondering if they will get to see sunrise.

If you can, please donate to Aya and her family!! Any amount could let them begin to rebuild and begin to heal!! Share and reblog as much as you can!!!

Her campaign was shared twice by @90-ghost

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🙏💧 I am begging you — not for comfort, not for money — but for a meal, a chance, a small mercy.

Please donate. Or at least, please share this message. Let someone, somewhere, hear our cry.

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Last night, she went to bed crying from hunger again. She whispered, “Daddy, I’m hungry…” And I had nothing to give her. Just silence. Just pain.

My name is Fayez, a father of three children, and we live in Gaza.

We are living under siege and starvation. The occupation blocks food and aid from reaching us. There’s no access to clean water, no electricity, and now we are facing a real famine. People especially children are dying from hunger.

I was injured in the war. But what hurts more is watching my children slowly waste away, while the world turns its face away.

💔 This is not just a message it's a desperate cry for help. From Gaza… to any human heart that still beats with compassion.

We don’t ask for luxury. We beg for basic survival: A meal. Clean water. A chance to live.

🙏 Please if you can donate. And if you can’t, share this message. Let someone, somewhere, hear us. Before it’s too late.

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I never imagined I’d live to see my home burn before my eyes, unable to save a single thing.The Israeli army stormed our neighborhood and set our house on fire. Everything burned — the walls, our memories, my siblings’ photos, our clothes. Even the scent of home has turned into smoke and fear. But the fire wasn’t enough. They left behind bottles they had urinated in, as if to mock us. They wrote on our walls, boasting about their destruction — proud of what they did to people who had nothing. What’s left is a scorched skeleton of our home, half-destroyed, no longer livable. Yet it still holds the ashes of our dreams. My siblings ask me every night, “When can we go home?” And I have no answer. We sleep on the floor. I hold my family tight with a heart full of pain, praying the morning doesn’t bring more loss. I ask myself: Why so much hatred? What did we do to deserve this cruelty? Where is the world? Why is no one stopping them? I’m not asking for much — just safety, dignity, and a roof to protect my family. Our home wasn’t a palace, but it was our world. And now… we have no world left.*Please, help us. Every donation, no matter how small, is a step toward hope — toward survival.*🙏🥺🇵🇸💔(https://www.tumblr.com/al--qarnawi/784189134684160000/donate-to-urgent-help-for-the-alqrinawi-family?source=share)

Last night, she went to bed crying from hunger again. She whispered, “Daddy, I’m hungry…” And I had nothing to give her. Just silence. Just pain.

My name is Fayez, a father of three children, and we live in Gaza.

We are living under siege and starvation. The occupation blocks food and aid from reaching us. There’s no access to clean water, no electricity, and now we are facing a real famine. People especially children are dying from hunger.

I was injured in the war. But what hurts more is watching my children slowly waste away, while the world turns its face away.

💔 This is not just a message it's a desperate cry for help. From Gaza… to any human heart that still beats with compassion.

We don’t ask for luxury. We beg for basic survival: A meal. Clean water. A chance to live.

🙏 Please if you can donate. And if you can’t, share this message. Let someone, somewhere, hear us. Before it’s too late.

Please Donate now:👇

🔗 Donation Link

Please Reblog My Post :👇

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