I Want to Believe

PLEASE SHARE THIS FUNDRAISER AND DONATE IF YOU HAVE AT LEAST $5 TO SPARE. EVERY DOLLAR COUNTS TOWARDS SAVING LIVES!

€55,430/€75,000 as of Jan 31st

Last donation was €16 NINE HOURS AGO; Can you match that amount?

As a father, there is no greater pain than watching your children grow up in fear and hardship, knowing you cannot give them the safety and comfort they deserve.

After losing our home, my family and I have experienced repeated displacement within Gaza.We are now living in extremely difficult conditions and urgently need your help for my three children.

Our tent has been damaged and is no longer suitable for living. We are suffering from insects and rodents, and just two days ago, one of my children nearly got bitten by a scorpion.

Current Progress: ￡300 / ￡2,000

We are trying to raise ￡2,000 to provide the necessary supplies and secure safer living conditions for our family.

Your support will help cover:

• Repairing and reinforcing our damaged tent.

• Providing safer living conditions.

• Food and basic necessities.

• Essential supplies for the children and our family.

Every donation, no matter how small, can make a real difference. If you are unable to donate, please consider sharing our campaign to help us reach as many people as possible.

Thank you for taking the time to read, care, and support my family. Your kindness gives us hope.

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My son is suffocating right before my eyes; every minute he spends struggling to breathe causes me more pain than words can describe. We have no time to lose—we need just 250 euros to purchase the nebulizer he urgently requires to help him breathe. I implore you, for the sake of God, do not leave us alone in this ordeal. Your donation today could be the reason my child regains his breath, and sharing this appeal might ensure it reaches someone who can help us.Please... do not let my son down. I do not want to reach a day where I regret failing to save him, despite having pleaded for help from anyone who could provide it. Only 250 euros remain. Please help us before it is too late—for every moment could mean the difference between life and an irreparable loss. 😭💔

Please, help me save my child. 💔

I urgently need just €250 to buy the medical device my child desperately needs to breathe. Every minute that passes while my child struggles to breathe fills my heart with fear and pain.

I kindly ask anyone who is able to help, even with a small donation, not to hesitate.

Deadline 12 Aug

Subject : collecting money for my father's operation, a clot in his leg

Current process :

USD 3,301 / $4,001

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My father is in Gaza, where every day has become a fight for survival.

A few days ago, he suffered a blood clot in his leg and was rushed to the hospital. His condition is serious, and the doctors have told us that he urgently needs surgery to save his leg and prevent life-threatening complications.

The cost of this emergency operation is $700, and we have only one week to raise it.

Watching my father suffer while being so far away is heartbreaking. I feel helpless knowing that his only chance depends on whether we can gather this amount in time.

Every donation, no matter how small, brings us one step closer to saving my father’s life. If you’re unable to donate, please consider sharing this post it could reach someone who can.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for your kindness, compassion, and support during this incredibly difficult time. ❤️

This little boy and his family are enduring a profound ordeal; they place their hope in God, and then in the kindness and generosity of compassionate people, to help cover the costs of this critical surgery. Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a significant difference and rekindle hope. Please donate here to help save my child.

Together, we bring back the smile.

We need $500 for my son's surgery. Please help us and donate whatever you can to my poor child. Do not underestimate any amount, no matter how small; it carries hope for my little one's treatment.

My mother is in the ICU and her life is on the line. We need $503 TODAY not tomorrow, not later.

No more time. No more chances. If people act NOW, she can still be saved.

Donate or reblog right now.

My mother is still in the ICU and time is up. We just need $309 TODAY that's only 12 people giving $25.

My friends, my grandmother wants to live. Please, your support can save her. Every donation or share can make a real difference in her life.💔🆘-

For the past 3 days, support has been almost nonexistent and very slow💔. We urgently need $180 to cover 3 days of IV treatment. Otherwise, her condition could become critical.She has been in the hospital for the past two weeks due to her deteriorating condition.💔😭

Please... I love my grandmother, and I don't want to lose her. 💔🙏

This is exactly what I feared, my friends—it has now become headline news.💔

Please, my grandmother is exhausted because of the lack of donations. Don't let her suffer any longer.😭

Hello, I'm Sharif Al-Amoudi from Gaza. I'm married and have twins, Hussam and Ahmed, who are five months old. They were born after four attempts at artificial insemination. My wife and I came to Egypt in June for the IVF procedure, and she became pregnant, but we were stranded in Egypt after the war. I was employed in Gaza, and my wife was a mathematics teacher. Now we have no income after everything was destroyed. My twins were born in April, and one of them (Ahmed) has two holes in his heart and also suffers from optic nerve damage as a result of being in the neonatal intensive care unit.

He was given artificial oxygen and needs special care, surgery, and numerous treatments at great expense. He now needs special milk and medication. I also suffer from a slipped disc and cannot work hard in Egypt. I need surgery that costs 2000 euros. I live in a rented apartment that costs me 200 euros a month. You are our only hope. Please help me for the sake of my children. 💔🙏🍉

My name is Mahmoud, and today I am writing about my family

I'm husband and father of two children we evacuated at the beginning of the war. but my family is still suffering inside Gaza

My family was a beautiful, cheerful family that loved life and they love each other.

We have children are make fun and they the source of happiness for home

Until one day, the sounds of explosions overtook them. Days passed, and these days were very difficult for everyone in the family. Suddenly, my father fell ill, and it was determined that he was suffering with cancer, and needed surgery outside the Gaza Strip. But, because of the situation, he was unable to leave Gaza for treatment - eventually, due to lack of medical care and after suffering with his symptoms, he died.

The money we hope to raise through this fundraiser will go towards caring for and supporting the remaining members of Mahmoud's family, in light of the loss of Mahmoud's father. The money we collect will be utilised to meet his family's needs

The money raised will go towards evacuation fees for my family of 9 members: 4 adults and 5 children. I hope everyone will help my family, and help them receive the urgent medical care they need.

I hope everyone can help me

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My wife is in danger; she could die at any moment. We have no more medication to help her.

We are living in dire circumstances. For four days I have been pleading with you to provide medication to save my wife, but no one is helping me, and everyone here is ignoring me. Why? Should my wife be deprived of treatment?

The healthcare system here in the Gaza Strip has completely collapsed, and the situation here is catastrophic.

Therefore, I am asking for your help and compassion to save my wife's life. Is there anyone who can save my wife? We urgently need a course of treatment costing 450 euros to improve her condition.

Donate To Save Her Life ..

In Gaza, everything is falling apart around us. Life here is becoming harder every single day, and even the simplest things feel impossible to find.

In the middle of all this, my father is getting worse. He is in the hospital, and every day we struggle to provide his treatment and medication.

It’s not just fear anymore, it’s the feeling that we are losing him while we stand helpless.

Please, if you can, help us. Donate or share, anything can make a difference.

Not donating could mean a father loses his life because he can’t get the treatment he needs.

I honestly don’t know what we did to deserve living like this. I don’t even know how to write this anymore.

It feels like we are not living anymore, we are simply surviving from one disaster to the next. Every time we think we can finally breathe, something else happens.💔

My mother finally came home after being in the hospital. After all the fear, the pain, the sleepless nights… we thought maybe, just maybe, we could finally breathe.😔

But before we could even breathe… My sister broke her arm today .She is in pain and needs an urgent operation to put a plate and screws in her arm so the bone can heal properly. The operation, hospital expenses, and medications will cost approximately $1,500 .

I’m tired of asking people for help. I’m tired of writing these posts. I’m tired of watching the people I love suffer while I stand helplessly beside them.💔😔

But what am I supposed to do? Tell my sister to wait because we don’t have the money?

Tell her to endure the pain because we have already asked for help too many times? I can’t

We have been through so much already. We have lost the normal life we once had. Even the smallest moments of peace have become a luxury for us .😔

$1,500 may be a number to someone… but to us, it is the difference between my sister receiving the treatment she desperately needs or continuing to live with a broken arm and unbearable pain .😔💔

I’m begging you , don’t scroll past us. help us give my sister the operation she needs.

Please, don’t wait for someone else to help us. If 60 people donate $25, we can reach the goal.If 150 people donate just $10, we can get there. Even $5 matters. Even sharing this post matters. 🙏

We are not asking for a luxury. We are not asking for anything unnecessary. We are simply begging for a chance to treat someone we love. A chance to see my sister receive the operation she desperately needs, instead of watching her suffer because we cannot afford it .💔🙏😔

Current process : USD 18,907 /$20,407

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😭I Don't Want to Beg Every Time Farah Needs to Move.💔

🚨 Donations for Farah have stalled for days... and her needs cannot wait. Compassion doesn't require much—just a heart that feels and a step that makes a difference.⏳👩🏻‍🦽

💔 Please, don't scroll past Farah's story.💔Farah is only 16 years old.She is living with kidney failure and autism, and now her life has become even more difficult after a sudden episode of muscle paralysis caused by dangerously low potassium levels. ⚠️She has lost much of her mobility and urgently needs a wheelchair to move safely and with dignity.In Gaza, a basic wheelchair costs between €300 and €600—an amount that may seem small to some, but is completely out of reach for our family.🙏🏻😭

Every single day without the care and equipment she needs means more pain, more fear, and more uncertainty.We are asking kind strangers around the world because we have nowhere else to turn.🥹

🤍 If you can donate, please don't wait.

Even a small contribution brings Farah one step closer to the wheelchair and medical care she desperately needs.

🔁 If you can't donate, please help by reblogging and sharing this post.

You never know who might see it. Your share could reach the one person who can change Farah's life.

Farah has already endured more than any child should.Please don't let her story disappear into the endless stream of posts🙏🏻🇵🇸.

Thank you for reading, caring, and giving her hope. 🙏❤️

1. Photo of Farah in the hospital on a medical table

2&3. Photos of Farah in a borrowed wheelchair

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My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.

I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.

After we got married, I received the news that I was pregnant with my daughter, and I live in constant fear for my unborn child. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and bitter cold. We have been displaced from our home more than nine times, carrying with us nothing but the burden of loss and the hope of survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely protects us from the rain and cold.How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?

After a long pregnancy filled with pain and fear, after nights without sleep, I finally gave birth to my baby girl. She was born in the middle of bombing, surrounded by destruction and poverty—not in a warm room, not in a safe place. Her first cry mixed with the sound of explosions, as if she was announcing her arrival into a cruel world she never chose.

I gave birth to her with nothing but my heart. I cannot promise her anything. Poverty surrounds us from every side, and the cold reaches her tiny body before night even comes. My baby and I are suffering deeply, not because we ask for much, but because I am unable to provide her with the most basic needs: milk, warmth, and safety.

When I look into her eyes, I feel strength. When I look at my empty hands, I break down in tears. I am a mother trying to save her child from hunger and fear, in a world that has shown no mercy even to the dreams of children.😢🥹

To donate or support us, here is the link 👇🙏

Rats run inside while we’re sitting, insects are everywhere, and every small movement makes me jump in fear. A few days ago, a stray dog entered our tent, and I panicked, terrified for my children’s safety.

The war may no longer be breaking news to the world. But for us, it is still our everyday life.

If you can, please donate. 🙏

If you can’t, please reblog this post. It might reach the person who was meant to see it. 🤍

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But I have people depending on me.

That’s why I keep writing.

That’s why I keep hoping.

Please stand with my family if you can.