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My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances 😔.

I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.

This campaign appears as #575 on this list created by @/gazavetters

(All vetting information is in my reblog chain)

Please consider donating, Maram's middle son, Ibrahim, was injured in a bombing

Maram needs $2,500 for the treatment of their child, and as far as I know, they still need $400 to pay for the surgery, and the surgery has already been postponed once.

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Can't Donate = Still Share it still helps this reach more donors.

Vetted by gaza-vetters number in the list ✅365✅

Hello, my name sooad Muhammad, I am a 61-year-old mother and former school teacher from Gaza💔

After the army entered the city, we went out to Rafah under the attack of planes and missiles.And the bullets that spare no one, we lived in torn tents that did not protect from the heat, the cold, or the rain. All the words in the world cannot describe what we have lived through. All I want is for you to look at me and my family with a merciful heart and help me.

Before October 7th, I lived a humble life, dedicated to teaching and raising my children. But everything changed. Since that day, my family and I have been living in unimaginable conditions—without electricity, without clean water, without safety.

Our home was destroyed, and we now sleep in a torn tent, exposed to the freezing cold. My children cry from hunger and fear. The markets are empty or unaffordable. Bread is now a luxury—I knead pasta just to make something to fill their stomachs

Please open your heart and stand with us in this time of despair.

We are not asking for much—just a chance to survive. A blanket for the cold. A piece of bread. A roof that does not leak. A moment of peace for my children

I am humbly asking for your help. Your donation, no matter how small, can give us warmth, food, and hope. It can help us survive these dark days and rebuild a life with dignity.

Your support means the world to me and my family.

Please donate 🙏

All the destruction that you see, we live every day a hundred times, and we live hunger, death, and a life that has no taste of life

After surviving a coma and struggling to care for his elderly parents in a flooded, storm-ravaged tent, they still face the most immediate threat: he's had persistent hardships trying to afford very critical medication for his condition. As of now, he's been able to procure only 5 days-worth of meds, whilst still needing to afford basic groceries as well.

Due to the zionist siege and ensuing artificial scarcity, the price of his pills has skyrocketed beyond reach. Without them and proper medical care the occupation won't let him get in Gaza, doctors have warned his condition might further deteriorate. Every missed dose brings him closer to irreversible collapse.

His only path to survival is join his sister in Canada along with his parents, where they can finally access consistent healthcare, shelter, and safety. But right now, he cannot even afford the medicine that would keep him alive long enough to evacuate.

We helped him survive the coma and the storms. We cannot let him die waiting for pills. Please, help them get nurturing along with his meds.

Their GoFundMe campaign is now at just a wee over half their travel expenses:

And you can donate to them here:

PayPal, for daily and medical expenses

GoFundMe, to contribute to their travel expenses

Remember their campaign has been verified as #336 by @gaza-evacuation-funds

Please, donate what you can. Even small amounts add up to a dose. If you can't, please reblog this post, as exposure is their only supply line until Allāh ﷻ knows when.

Don't let a vulnerable person die from a treatable condition in plain sight. This is not just aid, it's a race against a blockade that prices people out of their own survival.

أَمِانِ ٱللَّٰه عَلَيْكُمْ وَالتَوْڢِيْكْ

If you'd be able to donate monthly, please consider helping Ibrahim!

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336 on Gaza Evacuation Funds

Gaza Evacuation Funds is trusted because they are Palestinian run AND they call out spammers and scammers they find. Full list here.

The founders are Nabulsi, El Shab Hussein and Mo Ayesh

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Donations on Gofundme can be refunded for a Year so giving is low risk.

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He said "no one donates to me but you, my friend. / My mother cries from hunger. / Nobody cares about us."

I am from Gaza — a father whose only goal is to keep his children alive.Our home was destroyed 🏚️,

and we no longer have a place to shelter.We move from one place to another, searching for safety, warmth, and a piece of bread 🍞.

My children go to sleep hungry 😢,and my wife and daughter were injured and are still living with pain 💔.

There is no work, no income, and no certainty about tomorrow — only fear.In Gaza, we do not dream big dreams.We only dream of a day that passes in peace 🌅,

a meal that fills our children’s stomachs,and a night where they can sleep withouut the sound of bombing.This is not just a story of sorrow,but the testimony of a human being trying to survive,clinging to life despite everything.Gaza is not numbers.

Gaza is faces, children, and hearts that grow tired — but never surrender 🇵🇸

This campaign is vetted

Their campaign is #466 on this list created by @/gazavetters

(All vetting information is in my reblog chain)

So there is no confusion

The blood being shed in Gaza is not the blood of sacrifice animals, but the blood of its people and children.

A night that was supposed to be filled with joy and preparations for Eid turned into fear, bombing, and farewell.

My children fell asleep early out of terror after a violent strike near us in Al-Rimal neighborhood, and the scenes were too painful to describe.

The war is still ongoing, and fear lives in every home in Gaza.

Please do not leave us alone… help share our voice and keep us in your prayers.

Tomorrow is Eid, yet my family has no food and no clothes for the children.

I ask anyone who can help to support us in any way possible, because even a small act of kindness can make a huge difference.

To everyone who stood by us,

To every kind heart that didn't abandon us during the darkest days of our lives,

I write to you today with a heavy heart, burdened by fear and weariness, because our suffering is far from over.

The war may have subsided in the eyes of the world, but it still lives with us every day. We still wake up to the sounds of shelling, fear, and anxiety, and we still live amidst a harsh post-war crisis, without safety or stability.

Life has become indescribably difficult.

The prices of food, medicine, and basic necessities have skyrocketed, and even the simplest things that were once commonplace are now a dream for us. There are days we spend thinking only about how we will secure food, or how we will manage to survive another day.

Sometimes I feel ashamed to repeatedly ask for help, but circumstances are beyond our control, and after God, we have no one but your compassionate hearts.

If you are able, please consider supporting me monthly, even with a small amount. A monthly donation gives us something we have long missed: a sense of security and the knowledge that we will not be suddenly left alone in the midst of this pain. Your continued support means we can continue to survive, buy food and medicine, and protect my family from further suffering.

Even sharing my story might reach someone who can help and save us at a time when we desperately need hope.

Thank you for still being here with us, and thank you to everyone who has extended a helping hand during this difficult time.

Please consider increasing your contribution to The Sameer Project. They have several campaigns on Chuffed that support different areas across Gaza. I encourage you to choose any campaign and contribute regularly, increasing your donation whenever you are able to.

The whole world has forgotten us in Gaza.