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Please help us with anything to survive before we escape this disaster.😭🙏💔

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Hi, I am Mohammed, 29 years old, married to Roaa, I have a daughter named Nana, from Gaza. I hope you read this message.🍉🇵🇸 This message is from my daughter Nana, 3 years old, to the whole world💔🥀. Please help Nana and my family get out of Gaza as soon as possible. Donate to give her a safe life. Please do not ignore the message..🍉🇵🇸🚨Donation link 🙏👇

https://paypal.me/MohammedAbusaqer?country.x=GR&locale.x=en_US

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I never thought I would write these words… 😔

I never imagined waking up to endless screams,

Running barefoot through smoke and fire,

Searching for my mother among the rubble,

Only to find nothing but silence… a heavy silence telling me that no one will answer me anymore. 💔

In one moment, everything changed.

Our home became a memory, my mother’s embrace became the past,

And my father's face, now absent, is the last thing I hold in my memory.

They’re gone… and left my heart burdened with unspoken grief. 😢

But despite everything, we are still here… trying.

I survived with my younger siblings.

Yes, we survived… but who are we after survival?

Children without warmth, without a roof, with no place to return to.

We were displaced to an unknown place, carrying a bag empty of everything… except pain. 🥀

We slept in the open, waking every morning to a life that holds nothing for us,

But despite everything… we keep trying. 💪

I write to you today not to cry, but to ask for hope. 🌱

I ask you to be a small light in this vast darkness,

To extend a hand that can mend what the war has broken in us.

Your donation will give my siblings a chance to sleep safely,

It will provide us with food, shelter, and maybe even a new beginning. 💖

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Any amount, no matter how small, is big for us

It’s a prayer, it’s love, it’s life. 🌟

In conclusion...

From my heart, and from the hearts of my little siblings,

Thank you to everyone who has donated,

Thank you to everyone who has read,

Thank you to everyone who has shared.

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

They tried to bring baby formula to Gaza. Now they’re in Israeli detention.

The boat’s name is Madleen.

It carried no weapons, only diapers, medicine, and baby formula.

Yet 12 humanitarian activists including Greta Thunberg were arrested just for trying to show that Gaza deserves to live.

We live under siege, where hunger devours our bodies and death surrounds us.

The boat didn’t make it.

But we’re still here, facing pain and holding on to hope.

If Madleen couldn’t reach us… maybe you still can.

🔗 Support a family surviving in Gaza

Dear humanity,

Please Help Me – My Children Are Trapped in a Living Nightmare.

My name is Mohammed, a father of two beautiful children – Yafa (5 years old) and Fahd (1 year and 3 months) – living under constant bombardment in Gaza. 🎗️

In a world where bombs fall like rain and the sound of warplanes replaces lullabies, my children have never known peace — only destruction, hunger, and fear.

We live now in a fragile tent, with no home, no job, and no safety. But even here, in the midst of rubble, my wife’s pregnancy brings us a flicker of hope. We want to believe in a better future — but we need your help to reach it.

🔴 Yafa urgently needs facial surgery to restore her smile and her childhood — a surgery that Gaza cannot provide.

🔴 We have a rare chance to escape to Egypt, where help is possible. But crossing the border costs $8,000 per person — a sum that is far beyond our reach.

I am begging you, with a broken but hopeful heart: Please help us get out. Please help us give our children a future.

Your donation, no matter how small, could save our lives. Even sharing this message might reach someone who can make a difference.

🙏 I don’t want to bury another child. 🙏 I don’t want my daughter to grow up disfigured by war. 🙏 I just want a chance to be a father in peace.

Please support us here:👇 👉 https://www.gofundme.com/f/7mf3b-a-fathers-appeal-for-his-childrens-peace

And kindly Reblog this post to help us reach more hearts.

Thank you, from the depths of a father's soul.

🔴 My son Ahmed, who has autism, is suffering beyond words due to the war. He struggles with severe hearing and vision disorders, and now he has painful fungal infections on his scalp from the lack of hygiene😭

🔴 The constant fear of missiles has shattered his mental health. He lives in terror, unable to escape the trauma of war, hunger, and thirst. We live in a tent that floods in winter and becomes unbearably hot in summer.

Ahmed can no longer express his pain, and I watch him suffer in silence. He urgently needs medical care—care I cannot provide here in Gaza. 🍉🇵🇸

Your donations can save his life.

Please, help us get Ahmed out of this nightmare and into a place where he can heal. Your support is his only hope.❤️🙏

DONATE HERE

This video captures Ahmed’s visit to Nasser Medical Hospital for treatment, highlighting his frail body and the doctor’s prescription, which reflect his poor physical and mental state. He can no longer speak due to trauma.

Ahmed urgently needs immediate help as his condition worsens daily. Your donations can be life-saving. Please support us in providing the treatment he desperately needs. Your generosity can offer him a chance at life and hope for a better future.

Don’t skip please ✋🇵🇸

I recorded some words to express my feeling and ask for your support.

I had to hide my face so that I wasn't ashamed after we were living a beautiful life and we didn't need anyone 😭

But I had to ask for your help after we lost everything and there were no solutions.💔🇵🇸

This is my house before and after the war 😭

Rest of my family is still under bombing and GENOCIDE

Please save them 🙏

So please support us to set up my own medical analysis laboratory and complete a master's degree in Egypt.🇵🇸🇵🇸

DONATE HERE

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My family's life depends on your giving. I hope you will give as much as you have. I need you🙏

I thank you very much for your interest and support. 🍉🇵🇸

🇵🇸Help me family🙏😭

Hi, I am Mohammed, 29 years old, married to Roaa, I have a daughter named Nana, from Gaza. I hope you read this message.🍉🇵🇸 This message is from my daughter Nana, 3 years old, to the whole world💔🥀. Please help Nana and my family get out of Gaza as soon as possible. Donate to give her a safe life. Please do not ignore the message..🍉🇵🇸🚨Donation link 🙏👇

https://paypal.me/MohammedAbusaqer?country.x=GR&locale.x=en_US

Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #177 )