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Oh my God... that moment still haunts me to this day. I was sitting beside my husband Ahmed in the hospital bed, holding his hand and praying to God to ease his pain, when suddenly he lost consciousness right before my eyes. I completely broke down, crying and begging God to save him.
I cry every day from the weight of this heartbreak. I stand beside my husband with nothing but prayer, watching his pain and feeling my heart shatter because I cannot do more to save him. I try to stay strong for my little girl, but there are moments when I weaken as I imagine her life without her father. All I want is a chance to save Ahmed, a chance for him to remain a father to our daughter and a husband to me, and for us to see a better day after all this pain.
The doctor told me that Ahmedâs condition is critical, that the cancer is spreading rapidly through his body, and that his only hope for treatment is to get him out of Gaza as soon as possible to receive urgent medical care. Since that moment, I have been living in constant fear, terrified that I may lose my husband at any moment.
Getting Ahmed out of Gaza for treatment is extremely costly, and we need to raise more than $25,000 to cover the urgent medical expenses and give him the chance he desperately needs. Every moment matters, and we are racing against time to save his life.
Our little daughter cries every day, calling for her father. She does not understand what cancer means, but she feels his pain and clings to him with all her strength. All she wants is for her father to stay by her side, and for this war and this illness not to take him away from her.
As for me, I am suffering from severe malnutrition because of the famine and the war. My body has become weak, but I keep holding myself together in front of my daughter so she does not feel the full extent of the pain we carry inside.
I say this from the depths of my heart: I will never forget everyone who read my words, saw my familyâs suffering, and chose to turn away without even sharing our story. A simple share may help our voice reach someone who can save Ahmedâs life.
You are our only hope. Every donation, no matter how small, and every share could be the reason our story reaches someone able to help us.
Please, do not leave us alone. Ahmedâs life is in your hands. Help us reach our goal as quickly as possible and save Ahmed before it is too late. Give our little daughter the chance to keep her father by her side.
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My name is Asmaa, and I am writing on behalf of my brother Diaa.
Right now, Diaa is fighting for his life in the ICU. His condition is extremely critical, and doctors are doing everything they can to keep him alive. He is connected to multiple medical devices, and every hour is filled with fear and uncertainty.
Diaa is not just my brother. He is the pillar of our family. He has always worked tirelessly to support us, care for our parents, and stand beside his nine sisters through every hardship. Even during his own struggles, he always put others before himself.
Today, we are trying to raise $2,000 to help cover the urgent medical care and treatment he desperately needs.
Hello everyone , My name is Diyaa , I am 28 years old, and I live in Gazaâor at least, I used to. I am the sole provider for my family of 9
đ Please don't scroll past this. A donation can help save a life. A share can reach someone who can help. A prayer can give us hope.
At this moment, Diaa's life is worth more than a simple share â but every share brings us one step closer to saving him.
Please stand with Diaa. Help us reach our goal and give him a chance to survive.
The doctors confirmed he needs urgent surgery, but we can't afford the operation and treatment. I feel helpless watching him die day by day, and time is running out. đ
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I write these words with a broken heart. To those who read this and choose to ignore it, you can simply scroll past, but I am living through the most difficult moments of my life. My husband is slowly dying before my eyes. Due to a severe head and jaw injury, he has been unable to eat or drink for over a week, his weight has dropped to just 39 kilograms, and he is suffering from severe, life-threatening malnutrition.
The doctors confirmed he needs urgent surgery, but we can't afford the operation and treatment. I feel helpless watching him weaken day by day, while time is running out.đ
I'm not asking for the impossible; I'm simply asking for a chance to save his life. Please, if you can't donate, don't hesitate to share our story. It might reach someone who can give him a new lease on life.đđ
Traumatized in Ireland While my Family is Facing Death and Starvation in Gaza
Has it become normal Now that the defenseless civilians in Gaza face death and starvation on a daily basis?
Hell No!
F*ck No!!!
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1. @el-shab-hussein and @nabulsi # 151 on the spreadsheet of Vetted Gaza Fundraisers List]
2. @riding-with-the-wild-hunt Here .
I contemplate the happy faces of people around me here in Ireland and reminisce about the happy normal life my family and I had before the war. A life that turned into a distant memory for us and was replaced by an unending series of horrible nightmares.
Unlike my family in Gaza, people here have access to drinking water, all types of food, electricity, and a roof over their heads. Above all, they are safe, and I cannot help but wonder if they genuinely do appreciate these blessings in their lives enough.
People seem relaxed and laughing wholeheartedly around me in Ireland. I wish I could laugh too, but I am crushed way beyond recovery on the inside. I was evacuated by my Irish college after five months of living the horrors of war in Gaza. I hope you will never know what it feels like to live in constant fear and worry and be horrified by the most sickening and scary nightmares every single night while you are far away from your family in such circumstances.
When did my people in Gaza cease to be human beings worthy and deserving of a normal life? Has it become normal now for my family in Gaza to be starved and killed while the whole world is watching the genocide? If that is the case, then you will have to excuse me if I seek every avenue to bring them to Ireland and start a new normal life like all people here around me.
I was assured by the Irish Reugee Council (IRC) and lawyers in Ireland that there is hope I can reunite with my family in Ireland. In difficult times, it is hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel. For me and my family, you are literally our light and hope for a better life.
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People say: "Family always comes First," and to that, I say: "Amen!".⌠Mahmoud Khalaf needs your support for Death chases my family in Gaza;
After months of uncertainty, we finally have a glimmer of hope. My wife is expected to evacuate to Ireland in early August with the support of my Irish college. At the same time, other members of my family are hoping to evacuate temporarily to Egypt while they wait for their reunification visas to join us in Ireland.
But we cannot get there without your help.
Every step toward safety comes with overwhelming costs (evacuation, border crossings, temporary accommodation, travel, visa expenses, and the challenge of rebuilding our lives after everything we have lost). These expenses are simply beyond our family's means.
If you have already donated, thank you for giving us hope. If you are able to help again, or if you can share our campaign with others, it could make the difference between my family remaining in danger or finally reaching safety.
Your kindness is helping us survive today and giving us the chance to rebuild our lives together. Thank you for standing with us.
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Prompt #8 - "Where's the Beef?" | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: Language | POV: Eddie | Pairing: Steddie | Tags: AU, Office Setting, Meet Cute, Misunderstanding, Free Donuts!
"Eddie, can we chat?"
Eddie looks up from his desk, er, well, the desk he'd commandeered months ago. He nods, wondering if the jig is finally up.
Steve Harrington is standing in the doorway of his office, a tight smile plastered on his face. And oh yeah, Eddie's definitely fucked.
Holding open his arm, Steve gestures towards the chair across from him. Eddie takes it. Steve's face is confused. Kind, too. But mostly confused.
"Eddie," Steve starts, tapping away on his keyboard. Stuttered little henpecks that Eddie finds endearing. "After our audit, I can't seem to find any files submitted by you. Not for a while. Not ever, actually."
Eddie grins, in a way that he hopes looks impish, throwing up his hands in a 'what can you do?' motion.
"And everybody has to pull their weight. I can't have someone on the payroll that isn't contributing. Have you done anything?"
Eddie shakes his head.
"So, um, I'm really sorry to do this. But I'm going to have to let you go."
"You can't," Eddie says plainly.Â
"Eddie, I don't have a choice. There's literally nothing from you! You're doing no work! Where's the beef? Not here, not from you."
Eddie laughs. Steve's funny. In a dorky way.Â
"You can't fire me," Eddie says again, playing with him, just a little. He's gotten to know Steve, and has liked him a lot.
"I am, and I will. You are fired," Steve says, but doesn't seem all that sure about it.
Eddie finally smiles, "Steve. I don't work here. I've never worked here. I'm here for the free cake and good conversation."
Steve's brow creases, confusion coloring his features, "No. That's not. I put you at that desk."
Eddie nods. Yep. He definitely did that.
"You were a temp?" Steve says, voice lilting up as though he's unsure.
"Yeah, just not for you," Eddie answers, pointing to the other side of the building, "I was a temp over there, and you guys were having donuts, and I wanted donuts, and then I had a desk. It's a nice desk."
"Am I even paying you?"
Eddie shakes his head.
"Then, what do you do for work?" Steve asks, "You're here every damn day."
Eddie laughs, "I'm a musician. At night. And I'm not always here. Just Fridays. Some Tuesdays."
Steve laughs at that, running his hand down his face. Clearly exasperated.
Then, he stands, walking towards his office door, closing it with a heavy snick.
Eddie stands, too. It was just a joke. He'll pay for the cake if that's what it takes. As long as Steve doesn't call the cops. As long as he isn't trespassed and arrested.
As long as Steve isn't really mad at him.
"I didn't mean to upset you," Eddie says in a rush. "I'm sorry. I like you. I didn't mean to keep coming in."
Steve stalks towards him. Eddie keeps talking.
"I pretended I worked in the field four days a week. Then, I'd come in here, enjoy casual Friday and eat whatever the employee snack of the week was. Steve. I'm sorry."
Steve places a hand in the center of Eddie's chest. Fisting his casual Friday t-shirt.
"Eddie Munson," Steve says, then furrows his brow, "You are Eddie Munson, right?"
"I am, I've never lied about anything else, and technically I didn't even say that. You did. You gave me a desk and I just took it. I liked you, and you had donuts, so I went along."
Steve laughs, and it sounds a little unhinged.Â
"Do you know that you've driven me crazy?" Steve asks.
"Whatâ?"
He's kissed. Well and fully kissed, and Eddie leans into it. Hands finding Steve's back, pulling him closer. Kissing him, or being kissed, Eddie can't be sure which. But he likes it. He likes Steve. Steve's the reason Eddie kept coming back, because Eddie loves seeing Steve every Friday.
He'd help him run the copier, or volunteer to go with him to pick up the donuts or cake. Pizza. Tacos. Bagels. They've had everything.
And he's had fun. So much fun.Â
Steve pulls back, licking his lips, eyes looking a little wild, "Do you have any idea how long I wanted to do that? But I couldn't. Because you worked here, Eddie."
Eddie gives him a sheepish smile.
But Steve shakes his head, "All this time. All this time I could have asked if you wanted to go out for a drink. Or dinner. Anything. But I didn't. Because it would have been inappropriate."
"I'm sorry," Eddie says, because he never thought Steve liked him like that. Eddie had a crush. But what's new? Eddie always has a crush on people he shouldn't. And sure, Steve was nice and friendly while Eddie flirted shamelessly, but Eddie never thought he had a chance. Not even once, or he'dâŚ
"Just," Steve says, looking exhausted, "Do you want to get a fucking drink?"
Eddie laughs, guffaws actually, nodding. "I'd love that."
"Well, good. Now, are you gonna go with me to pick up the build your own sundae bar?"
"Absolutely," Eddie confirms, bowing, holding out his arm for Steve to go first.
"And then you'll tell all your co-workers what you've been doing?"Â
"Uh," Eddie says, sheepish, "I'm pretty sure they already know."
Steve shakes his head, but huffs out a laugh.
Before
Eddie sees the donuts being carried in. Box after white box.Â
And well, Eddie wants a donut. So, he follows the handsome man in the suit into the meeting room, and takes a seat along the window. Out of the way. Hoping to go unnoticed.
Eddie gets his donut. And then a second, but when he tries to sneak away, he's caught.
"Steve Harrington, CEO," Steve Harrington, CEO says.Â
Eddie nods.
"Eddie. Eddie Munson," Eddie offers.
"Welcome, Eddie. It's always nice to see a new face. Do you have a desk yet?"
Eddie shakes his head. He most certainly does not.
"Well, let me find you one."
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Notes: This was actually inspired by this proverb from Welcome to Nightvale, haha.
Itâs difficult to keep asking for help, but itâs even harder to stay silent.
Weâve been trying to rebuild our lives step by step after losing so much đ đ
Nothing is easy anymore, and even the simplest things feel heavy when youâre carrying this much uncertainty.
Iâm trying to continue my education while also being there for my family, but some days it feels like everything is slipping out of my hands.
This campaign is not just support â itâs our way forward.
Without it, we feel stuck, unable to move toward something better.
If youâre reading this, please donât overlook our story.
Even the smallest support can help us take one more step toward stability đđ¤
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Hello please donate to Mo'men Gherbawi if you can.
Campaign Information:
Mo'men Gherbawi is a palestinian man from Gaza.
He dreamed of a bright future after high school, but instead of celebrating his success, he found himself running from bombs and destruction, just trying to survive.
His Life Changed in an Instant!
Their home was destroyed in the bombing, leaving them with nowhere to return to.
His older brother lost his job after the occupation wiped out the area where he worked.
His school and his sisterâs university turned into shelters for displaced families, leaving no classrooms for students.
They spent everything they had just to escape and make it to Egypt after six months of horror.
How Did They Survive?
They fled multiple times under bombs and gunfire, carrying what little they had in plastic bags, running through rubble and smoke, never knowing if they'd survive.
Their last stop was Rafah, which is now under siege, where they faced hunger, illness, and fear until they finally made it out.
His father suffers from severe back problems, making him unable to work, and his medical treatment is extremely expensive.
Despite Everything, Mo'men Still Has a Dream!
He wants to go to university and build a future, to help his family get back on their feet. But today, they have no home, no income, and no way to start over.
Why They Need Your Help:
"Iâm managing this fundraiser on behalf of my family.
Since GoFundMe doesnât support the country we currently reside in, the donations are being received through a trusted family friend in the UK, Hassan Aloul. " - Campaign Organiser
The organsier is helping the family by withdrawing the funds into their bank account and coordinating them directly to distribute the funds for urgent needs such as rent, medical treatment, and education expenses.
All donations will be used to:
Rent a home in Egypt
Cover basic living expenses like food, clothing, and medicine
Pay for Mo'mens fatherâs urgent medical treatment
Support his university education so he can build a better future
They are committed to using every donation responsibly and transparently.
You Can Be the Reason Their Life Changes!
Every pound (ÂŁ) can be a new beginning for us â helping with rent, fatherâs treatment, and mo'mens education.
"Donât leave us aloneâdonate or share my story.
Even the smallest contribution can make a huge difference.
Thank you to everyone who helps. You are my hope for a better tomorrow!" - Mo'men Gherbawi
Lost Everything, but I Havenât Lost Hope!
I am Moâmen Gherbawi,⌠Momen gherbawi needs your support for Moâmen Lost Everything in GazaâH
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In the final moment, Williams turns to Storrie and does a version of Ilya's "attack-y" face, as Tierney describes it. He left that sweet exchange in to show how Shane is capable of breaking his guarded facade. "I think Shane does have a playful side that is stifled... Under every scene in season 1, there's not much room for super goofy play," Williams says. "There's a tentative nature to episode 6. Although it's calm, it's still like, 'Can this work, when we're left alone to our own devices?'"
"It does feel like a puppy learning to play," Tierney adds.