I am Ammar’s mother from Gaza

Sharing my heartfelt plea as a mother full of pain and hope.

My son, Ammar,

is still in the ICU 🏥,

suffering from severe heart muscle weakness ❤️‍🩹

and needs a pacemaker 🔋 to keep his heart beating.

Every week, he needs a special injection 💉 costing $630,

which is essential and can’t be delayed.

He is expected to leave the ICU this coming Tuesday 🗓️,

but our home in Gaza isn’t suitable for his medical needs.

We urgently need a medical tent ⛺ before his discharge,

which costs $5200 💰.

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Here in Gaza, the pain is doubled, but so is the hope—hope in God and in you 🤲.

Your donation, no matter how small, can save an innocent child’s life 🧒❤️.

Please help me bring my son home safely and give him a chance to live with hope.

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👉 https://gofund.me/62814d90

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May God bless you all and reward you generously.

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I am writing this not just as a Palestinian woman, but as a mother, a daughter, and a human being who is trying to stay alive — day by day — under the bombs, without food, without water, and without safety.

Since October, our lives have turned into a nightmare.

We’ve lost our homes. We’ve lost loved ones. And now, we are losing even the basic right to survive.

💔 There is no flour. No clean water. No shelter. No peace.

Children are dying from hunger. Entire families are buried under rubble. And the world is still silent.

I never imagined I would be begging for help — but today, I am. Not for luxury. Not for comfort. Just for survival.

🙏 I started a campaign because I don’t know what else to do. I don’t want my family to starve. I don’t want to see my neighbors' children cry for bread we don’t have. I don’t want to give up on life.

If you have ever felt pain for Gaza, this is your chance to act.

Please, donate if you can. And if you can’t, please share this with others who might.

Every single gesture — no matter how small — means something to us.

Maybe it means a meal. Maybe it means clean water.

Maybe it means a moment of hope in a place where hope is disappearing.

From my heart, thank you for reading. Thank you for caring. Thank you for helping us survive.

Crowds gather in front of a food stand, each person hoping today might be the day they find something to eat. The wait is long, the chances are slim, and the need is overwhelming. In the shadow of hunger, even reaching the front of the line feels like a distant dream. This isn’t just a food line—it’s a daily battle for survival in the face of scarcity, displacement, and despair.

Food and bread being cooked over firewood—if only we can provide flour and food to cook in the midst of this devastating famine. The thick smoke rising from the fire irritates eyes and harms our lungs, especially in the absence of medical care and health facilities. This image tells a story not just of hunger, but of the harsh conditions that threaten our health and survival every day

My tent stands where hope tries to survive — fragile and fading. It overlooks the ruins of my home, once alive with laughter, now nothing but silent rubble. Every sunrise pierces my heart with the memory of all I’ve lost, and every sunset reminds me that I must carry on, even when everything inside me is breaking. This is not just loss — it’s a constant, aching grief that lives with me every day

What if, just for one day, you lived our life?

No clean water. No food. No safe home. No peace.

Could you survive it — even for 24 hours?

We have lived like this not for a day, but for two long, painful years.

We are not asking for luxuries. We are asking to live — to live like human beings

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As the genocide continues, the people of Gaza are still starving and dying of thirst—when they are not under constant bombardment by the Israeli occupation. In response, a group of youth from the “Hope Without Return” camp have launched a volunteer team to provide relief for the camp. The first aid efforts will begin once donations are collected—thanks to your support. We will share updates and initiatives as soon as they begin, to help our people in Gaza survive.

🙏 Please, help feed one child. Even a little means a lot.

🛒 Your kindness = her meal. 📌 Donate: gofund.me/220e590b ✅ Verified: @hayanahed

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

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📍Remember: Goodness lasts forever. We urgently need $3,000 to buy a tent and some food supplies ❤️🫂

My 10-month-old daughter, Anam, is fighting for her life in the hospital. Every day that passes without comprehensive treatment increases her risk of developing the disease. We are doing our best, but the exorbitant medical costs are beyond our ability.😭

Her life depends on your kindness and generosity. Any donation, no matter how small, can make the difference between hope and despair.🥹🙏🏻💔

Help us give Enaam a chance at life. Donate and share her story with your friends. Please, my friend, don't leave me here alone.🙏🏻💔💔😭😭🙏🏻

Seriously, we are speechless in the face of the magnitude of the tragedy we are living. We are living through a famine that has ravaged our tired and thin bodies. My suffering is increased by suffocating daily problems to the point that I have become physically dead. This world has become narrow, every window is closing on all sides. Our lives are being destroyed. I swear to you that they are being destroyed before your eyes. It is shameful for me to say that I have not eaten food for days because of the insanely high prices. I need treatment, but I cannot buy it because of the prices that are increasing every hour like the stock market. I hope, I hope, and I beg every person with a living conscience not to leave me. I am writing my letter appealing to the whole world to donate to me in order to provide food for me and my family and to provide medicine for my family. I really do not want more than that. We are dying, not because of bombing and fear. Oh people, we are dying of hunger

Donate so that I can live. In order to provide basic needs, I beg you to donate🇵🇸

This campaign does appear as #349 on this list created by @/gazavetters

🚨 Urgent Appeal: This Fundraiser Needs Your Help! 🍉🌿🇵🇸

Our fundraiser is critically low on funds, and your support is urgently needed to bring emergency relief to families facing unimaginable hardship. Can you help today by donating $40, $60, or whatever you can? Every single contribution goes directly toward food, shelter, and medical care for those who need it most.

Why Your Help Matters

We are reaching out in this moment of crisis with heartfelt urgency. Your generosity can change lives-bringing hope where there is despair and helping families restore their dignity and security.

No matter how much you give, every dollar counts. Even the smallest gift brings us closer to a future where families can survive, heal, and rebuild.

How You Can Help

🌿 Donate: Every contribution fuels hope and provides direct relief.

🌿 Share: Spread the word-invite your friends and community to support this vital cause.

🌿 Engage: Reblog, comment, and keep the conversation alive so we can reach more compassionate hearts.

I hope you are well

I want your help

Support me for treatment , if you can 😔💔

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- Vetted by @90-ghost

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