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I'm Omar, my father

My friend, please save my father. It's on my deathbed, my father's bad condition. I can't do anything I hope you can help us, my friend. Please. 💔💔🥺☹️

I try to ask others for money, no one wants to help me. I'm so frustrated. I can't help my father from death 💔

I'm afraid to lose my parents, please help me 💔🍉

My father is now in the hospital, and we need money to be able to have my father's operations💔😞

We don't have enough money to do all this. I'm helpless, my friend, I'm afraid to lose my parents. Please help me and send me money so I can provide all this for my parents. Please, please. 💔💔☹️🍉

Please donate with your donation my father will save my friend I am afraid to lose my father please donate to us your donation contributes to saving my remaining father from the rest of my family 🙏💔

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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

please donate as much as you can because that helps me a lot. If you cannot donate, tell people about my suffering.

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Hello my friends, I am Alaa from Gaza, I am in dire need of your help. Godundme has deleted my campaign, so I am in dire need of your help and support again for my new campaign to provide the minimum needs for my daughter.

Please do not ignore and donate and support. My daughter is an orphan and needs your help.

Hello my friends

I am Mohammed, I live in Gaza, I am 14 years old , while I was in a tent made of cloth ⛺️💔

I still live in a tent until now, and in the midst of the intense heat, epidemics, insects, and unclean water, I still live. 🇵🇸

I hope you will help me save my future and travel abroad so that I can complete my education and rebuild my home 🙏🏼🍉.

I am kindly asking for your support.

Any donation or re-share means a lot to us. Thank you from the heart to everyone who helps us ❤️

* to the best of your ability, of course.

This is Farah. She is a fifteen-year-old autistic girl with kidney problems. Her mother reached out to me several months ago, and I tried to support her fundraiser as much as I could. Then the money of that fundraiser, their second already, was stolen from them.

So I knew the only way I could make sure this wouldn't happen again was by starting a fundraiser for Farah myself. And that is what I did. It was scary, but I haven't regretted it in the least.

Farah's mother, Wesal (@shahdgazza), and I speak every day, now. She has a lot of worries. Six children to take care of. A household to keep running. Providing food and clothes for the family.

She does not have it easy, and her health is not doing so well either. She suffers from migraines which she doesn't want to take medication for, because she would rather spend that money on something else. She also has a herniated disc in her neck that causes her pain, which was likely caused by carrying Farah when she couldn't walk due to her disabilities. On top of that, she doesn't get much sleep, causing her to be exhausted most of the time.

Farah's mother-in-law also suffers greatly. She has cancer and until October 2023 received treatment at the Turkish-Palestinian Friendship Hospital that was destroyed by the IDF earlier this year. Her cancer has now returned and she also suffers from kidney disease, though her problem is the opposite of Farah's. Farah's kidneys cannot retain potassium, which causes her body to go deficient; while her grandmother suffers from high potassium, which is a more well-known consequence of kidney disease. You can imagine how difficult it is for Wesal to provide the right kind of food for both of them. But she wishes to give her mother-in-law the care and attention she deserves.

"She doesn't have much time left, and I want to be at peace knowing that I haven't neglected her care."

This is the kind of care with which Wesal approaches all things in her life. She divides up her day between caring for Farah, for her other children, for her mother-in-law, raising funds on Tumblr, and organising the household and her daily needs.

Would you help her?

Will you help me make things easier for her? If the answer to that question is yes, I ask that you consider donating to Farah's fundraiser or to the Paypal I set up for her, which are keeping this family alive at the moment. I sent $500 to Wesal only a few days ago. If you are not able to donate, then please share this post, so it can reach those who have the funds available.

Do not underestimate the power that lies in simply sharing this fundraiser! That can be the way in which you help!

You can get a free commission by @/fablebagel if you donate $10 or more! Thank you, Fable. ❤️

Thank you so much to everyone who has donated so far. If you're not able to donate, at least consider sharing. Thank you.

Farah's fundraiser is vetted by gazavetters, #451.

My family is like thousands of others: no electricity, no clean water, and no adequate medicine.

My mother needs a new heart device. My father survived a stroke and needs urgent treatment. My brother is injured. I’m fighting illness again.

Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.

I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.

Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.

On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.

We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.

A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.

Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.

Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.

The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.

Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.

We Don’t Know What Comes Next There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.

How You Can Help I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:

Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.

Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.