god israel's destruction of tyre is like especially depressing tbh like thats one of the oldest inhabited cities in the world. people have lived there since the bronze age. there is so, so so much history and world heritage there that's being blown up and destroyed forever because its existence doesn't fit israel's nationalist vision of history.

These may be my last words or the last time I write a post about my family, so I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and does not support me with a single word and ignores me.

Days of complete silence have passed, and I'm terrified. I check the campaign link daily, but the amount hasn't changed. Not a single euro. It feels like the world has moved on, but my nephew's pain remains. His surgery is urgent, and so are his medical needs. We're close to closing the gap, but I can't bear this alone anymore. If you have ten or twenty dollars to spare, please help us today. If you don't, your contribution is our only lifeline to reach someone who can help. Please don't ignore someone desperately seeking a lifeline for my orphaned nephew.

We need 700 euros for my nephew's surgery. The operation is in a sensitive area of ​​his body and cannot be delayed. The surgery will determine his future ability to have children, and it must be done as soon as possible while he is still young, before he grows older and suffers greatly, and may also be unable to have children. Please don't leave us alone. Help us! Donate to us!

If anything bad happens to me or I lose contact with you, please remember that I begged you to donate, even a small amount, or to share my post. I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and doesn't support me with a single word or a small donation, and ignores me.

Guys, someone donated 15 euros, but we still need 685 euros for my nephew's surgery amidst this genocide. I hope everyone who reads my message will donate. Please don't let us down. 💔

Today I will tell you what happened to me, hoping it will move you to help. I went to the vendor in front of my house—a small stall where he sells things for children. I bought some things for my sick nephew to make him happy, and then I quickly went home. Behind me, the entire area was targeted, and many children were injured, some even killed. I was very close to death; I swear he was only a few meters away. Please, how long will we continue like this? Please donate. I almost died today, and no one would have saved my nephew. Please, we still need 675 euros so we can pay for his operation.