I don’t know if anyone will read this… or if my voice will disappear like everything else we lost.
My name is Suhaila, a mother of five children.
My daughter Mira is in a very critical condition, and every passing moment brings us closer to losing her if help does not arrive in time.
I hold her small hand, watch her struggle to breathe, and pray for one more chance for her life.
Please… act now. Silence is taking her away from me. Every moment without help brings us closer to losing her. I beg you from my heart, don’t scroll past—help us before it’s too late.
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Every second now is precious, and every act of kindness could be the reason she survives.
I am not asking for anything impossible—just a chance for my daughter to live, to stay with her siblings, and to have a tomorrow.
Please do not ignore this message.
If you cannot donate, please share it.
Your compassion might be the reason Mira lives.
I beg you with all my heart, stop here – donate, share, choose compassion before this silence becomes my daughter’s end.
Thank you for listeningMy daughter is on the edge of death. Every passing second could cost her life.
Share, donate now, and don’t let silence steal her minutes. Your kindness can save her today.
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I am a mother of five children, and today we are living through one of the most terrifying moments of our lives.
The army has ordered the evacuation of the areas around us. People are running in fear, carrying their children and whatever little they have left. I recorded a video so the world can see the suffering we are going through and the fear surrounding us every second.
We have no money to leave, no safe place to go, and nowhere to protect my children. Every moment feels like danger is getting closer to us. My children are terrified, and I do not know how to keep them safe anymore.
Please, I beg you, help us before it is too late. Help us before we are bombed and disappear like so many others. Any support, donation, or share could save the lives of my children.
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I am Widad, writing to you today with a heavy heart for my mother, Suhaila, who is currently undergoing urgent surgeries in the hospital.
Her health condition is very serious, and we are going through critical and difficult moments, waiting for any news that can bring us comfort and hope.
Every passing moment feels heavy as we wait and pray for her safety and recovery
Please… act now. Silence is taking her away from me. Every moment without help brings us closer to losing her. I beg you from my heart, don’t scroll past—help us before it’s too late
Every second matters. Any small donation can help save her life. Please don’t ignore us. Share this message, donate if you can. Your kindness could give my daughter a chance to live and see tomorrow.
We have nothing left.
Our home was destroyed.
We sleep under the open sky, exposed to cold, fear, and hunger.
No walls. No roof. No tent.
My father was injured in the war and cannot work.
My mother is very sick — her iron is dangerously low, and we cannot afford her medicine.
Her illness is confirmed by a hospital report, which you can see
Every night, I watch her struggle and pray she survives.
I have four sisters and my little brother Shukri.
Look at this video 😢… My siblings and I are searching through the rubble of our destroyed home for any clothes we can wear. Everything is torn, everything is broken… we are just trying to find something to cover ourselves in these hard days."
He is scared, weak, and I am the only one trying to protect him.
And my little sister Mira, only two years old, cries for milk… and I have nothing to give her.
My little sister Mira is suffering from severe malnutrition and is currently in the hospital. She is weak and unable to rest properly, and we are deeply worried about her."
I was forced to leave school. My dreams are gone.
All I can do is fight every day to keep my family alive.
We are just children… carrying a life no child should ever bear.
Please… help us survive.
Even a small donation can give: • Medicine for my mother
• Milk for Mira
• Care and support for Shukri
• A simple shelter to protect all of us
."Medicines for my mom."
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The army has ordered the evacuation of the areas around us. People are running in fear, carrying their children and whatever little they have left. I recorded a video so the world can see the suffering we are going through and the fear surrounding us every second.
Please, I beg you, help us before it is too late. Help us before we are bombed and disappear like so many others. Any support, donation, or share could save the lives of my children.
Please do not ignore our cries for help.
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If you are a westerner celebrating Khamenei's death in my face you're getting insta-blocked.
No one hates the man more than me. The "Islamic revolution" brought about the death penalty for queer men like me. It kicked out atheists, leftists, intellectuals like my mother and grandfather who had fought hard, taken up arms for a fairer Iran; it cannibalised that same rebellious youth that had overthrown the previous government and took over a movement that was not its own. The regime is corrupt, cruel and self-serving.
But the complete, absolute impunity with which, without casus belli, openly just because "it's too good an opportunity not to take it", without even official war declaration, the US and Israel just waltz into any country they choose and kill anyone they choose (or arrest, as in Venezuela), and well, sometimes a "pre-emptive strike" might kill dozens of primary school girls --- this is not something to celebrate.
It's a decaying, corpse-imperialism reduced to its most naked, short-sighted, violent world-wide bullying. A naked fist fucking the world to its pleasure.
If you for a moment think anything justifies that, or that "it'll be for the best", you're not just naive, you're privileged and blind to the point it becomes indinstiguishable from evil.
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"Knew it!" She grins, when she exclaims it. Laughs on the crappy camping chair. Drinks from the cup of vodka in her hand and forgets to flinch at the burn. Nancy watches her smile and doesn't know how so many years passed by like this. Nancy watches as Robin salutes a silly gesture with the red cup and says; "You're a NAVY Seal".
Nancy doesn't manage to bite her tongue on time. "CIA, actually".
They laugh but, for the very first time, Nancy catches the way the hearty chuckle doesn't reach Robin's eyes.
"Look out for that charm, Harrington", Robin laughs without missing a beat and, for the very first time, Nancy is able to decipher the way attention is manipulated off of Robin.
"Ah, she can try, but the students cannot beat the master", Steve is grinning at Nancy, but Nancy doesn't dare take her eyes off of the woman sitting on the other side of the cooler.
The woman who glances at her and goes slightly stiff when she finds Nancy still staring. The woman Nancy has bled with and laughed with and cried with; the girl Nancy needed to survive a war that might be over for them, but continues on in the shadows of two counties silently battling for dominance across the planet, in space, in the dimensions in-between.
Robin's eyes grow anxious, but something in her limbs goes steady. "Do we need to talk?"
Nancy tips her head to the side. "We do".
Robin's hand softly swings the cup round and round, for the drink to swirl in the cup. "You should know I have a gun too".
Steve and Jonathan burst into laughter, but Robin doesn't smile. Robin keeps looking at Nancy with a steady gaze and a worried tilt at the edge of her mouth.
Nancy nods, once. "Are you wearing a wire?"
Something changes in Robin's eyes. A warmth appears, a look Nancy had grown to learn and trust. Seems as a pressure internally settles on Robin's chest, leaving her breathless, lips parting just so and eyes darting around a bit more worried. She doesn't look like a cornered animal, not yet. Nancy's chest tightens with - with - why did she ever expect she'd feel any different to sit here with her and -
"I've never", Robin whispers, her face flushed and eyes anxious, body slightly panicked. Her voice has dropped an octave, sounding raw. "Are you?"
Raw, like realizing Nancy has all the power here for the very first time. The betrayal's anger is aged old now, but it sparks a light of satisfaction at the sight of Robin licking her lips and looking around the roof, squinting at the horizon, as if expecting the entire american forces of the secret services to roll into Hawkins again.
But Nancy isn't here on anyone's orders.
"I'm not", she whispers and watches Robin fail to hide the bone-deep relief, hide the heart-wretching gratitude, shine with the soulful trust she always pretended they shared but never actually -
Nancy is so fucking stupid. The anger burns and fizzles out into smoke and lights up again, and Nancy really wants to grab two handfuls of Robin's overalls and -
"After you, Agent Wheeler", Robin stands and the boys jolt in surprise as they look from one girl to the other as if they are a tennis match.
"No". Nancy doesn't stand yet. Jerks her head toward the metallic ladder to the side of the building. "After you, Agent…?"
The blonde woman clenches her jaw because the hesitation signifies what they both know now. Cat's out of the bag, Nancy thinks but something in her chest clenches and thrashes in pain because here she is; the girl Nancy needed by her side to survive this war; the girl Nancy needed to heal with from the trauma the upside-down left them with; here she fucking is and Robin Buckley isn't even her real name.
Before Nancy can grab a hold of the bubbling despair, the boys move to stand. "Wait, wait, wait. What's happening?"
"Give us a minute", Nancy says, watching Robin- Robin? - walk backwards to the ladder with both hands in the overalls' pockets. Nancy stands as soon as the russian spy starts to climb down.
Following her is both the easiest and most challenging thing Nancy has ever done.
Robin's leaning against the wall when Nancy steps down. She dares to plead with a soft; "Nance…"
Nancy slams both hands on her shoulders, grabbing those handfuls of her overalls to press her further against the wall. Nancy snarls in her face; "Don't you dare call me that".
Robin flinches just so, but doesn't fight her. Instead, two hands wrap a firm hold on the lapels of Nancy's suit jacket, keeping them close. Too close. Close enough for Nancy to spot specks of green in the deep blue of her eyes.
"I'm still me", Robin whispers but Nancy scoffs right at her face. She frowns, as if she has a right to look sad. "You know me, Nancy".
"Do I?" Each word makes Nancy angrier, makes an ache deepen in the middle of Nancy's chest.
"Yes", Robin pulls at Nancy's clothes, bringing them closer and at the back of Nancy's mind, a trainer is advising her to keep distance between herself and the mark, for freedom of movement and full control of reaching the weapon. The gun is hanging at her side and Robin's hand is now too close to reaching it. Would be faster too. Nancy is so -
"I'm still Robin", the russian woman says and Nancy is the one flinching now. "That's the name I've had since I was eleven. That's the name I've had when I loved Steve, when I met the kids, when I fe -" Robin is shaking now "-I'm still me".
Her hands curl tighter around Robin's overalls, angrily. "How can you say that? You betrayed us".
"When?" Robin's eyes are intense. "When, Nancy?" Her voice cracks.
Nancy shoves her against the wall again. "When I found out from a fucking suit!"
"I'm sorry, I should have -"
"Yes, you should have!" Nancy hates the way the words scratch their way out of her throat. "How do you think I felt? How do you -"
"Nancy…"
"No. God, no. I don't want to hear you. I don't want to look at you -" Nancy doesn't loosen her hold but "-why are you back here?"
Robin slowly lets go of the lapel of Nancy's jacket, only to reach up and let her fingertips brush back a rebellious strand of Nancy’s short hair. Nancy doesn't want to - "Same reason you are".
"No, I'm here for my brother's graduation and -"
"No, you are not". Robin drops both hands to softly push some distance between them. "I have a feeling we have the same information, right?" Robin looks around with a light frown. "Intel about this… weight over the town. Like gravity is a bit off. Reports that the people are also a bit…"
Nancy clenches her jaw, and steps back too. "Yeah".
Robin leans back against the wall. "KGB has a lead".
Nancy shakes her head and tries to burry the flatter in her chest. "I'm not working with you ever again".
"No?" Robin reaches into one of her pockets and Nancy takes a moment to remember she needs to tense up. But Robin just brings out a piece of paper that shows the map of the town marked by a wide spiral, which has a center right at Hawkins Lab.
Nancy snatches it off her. "What's your real name?"
Robin's eyebrows go up. Her hands burry further into her pockets. She ducks her head as if mournful and Nancy aches to step back close.
"I told you. Robin is the only name that matters".
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Bisan says that among all the aid organisations working in North Gaza right now, Ele Elna Elak is one of the most effective, geared towards resolving the water scarcity and making clean water and vegetables available to Gazans.
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tylenol realizing they're about to get a huge settlement from the US government and get some halfway-decent PR when the last thing we all knew about them was the murders
the hours between 8-11pm should be reusable. optional mini time loop you can rewind and start over if you had more tasks to do or another book to read or the first three hours hanging out w your friend weren’t enough
