Katus:3

Deadline 6 June

Subject : collecting money for my father's emergency operation in his head

Current process :

USD 1,313 / $2,513

Vetted by @sar-soor

Vetted by @opencommunion

Vetted by @el-shab-hussein

Urgent Appeal for My Father’s Life 💔

I am begging you from the bottom of my heart, please do not scroll past my father’s suffering.

Yesterday, my father was seriously injured in the head after a nearby bombardment. The injury is severe, and his condition is getting worse. Doctors have told us that he urgently needs surgery as soon as possible to prevent further deterioration and potentially save his life.

We are devastated and completely unable to afford the cost of the operation. The surgery costs $1,200, and every moment we wait puts my father at greater risk.

Please, I am pleading with you. If you can donate, no matter how small the amount, you could help save my father’s life. If you cannot donate, please share this appeal with others. Every share may reach someone who can help.

I cannot bear the thought of losing my father because we could not gather the money for his treatment in time. Watching him suffer while feeling helpless is a pain I cannot describe.

Please, help us give him a chance to survive and recover.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

What did Lama do to deserve losing her entire family, and now losing herself as well?

She is an innocent child who does not even understand what illness or death means. Every minute that passes, her condition worsens, and she loses more of her strength.

I sit beside her, crying in pain because I cannot save her.

I swear I will never forget those who saw this and remained silent while my little sister Lama was left to die.

I beg you, please, do not let my sister die without doing something to help save her.

There is no real safety, no stable access to food or medicine, and every day the conditions get worse.

What makes this even harder is that the donations have become very limited, and this is putting us in even more devastating conditions.

My father is still fighting to survive. He depends on daily medication, and without it, his life is at serious risk. Right now, we are struggling to provide what he needs because we simply cannot afford it anymore.

Please don’t let this become just another post you scroll past.

Stand with us. Donate and share 🙏❤️

There is no real safety, no stable access to food or medicine, and every day the conditions get worse.

What makes this even harder is that the donations have become very limited, and this is putting us in even more devastating conditions.

My father is still fighting to survive. He depends on daily medication, and without it, his life is at serious risk. Right now, we are struggling to provide what he needs because we simply cannot afford it anymore.

Please don’t let this become just another post you scroll past.

Stand with us. Donate and share 🙏❤️

Every day here feels heavier than the one before

Hunger is growing, illness is spreading, and fear never leaves

We are living in conditions no human should endure

Insects, rats, disease, and no real way to protect ourselves

My father is still very sick

He urgently needs treatment, but in a place like this, even basic medicine is out of reach

I try every day to keep my family going, but this is bigger than what we can handle alone

Please don’t scroll past this🥺🙏

Let your humanity speak💔

Donate and share

📌📌📌 Fundraiser vetted (#167 by el-shab-hussein & nabulsi), But we created a new GoFundMe page because GoFundMe suspended the beneficiary’s account on the platform, which put us in a very difficult situation.

Now that I have your attention:

Each place we go, we carry only fear 😔, exhaustion 😞, and the hope of survival 🙏. We sleep in tents, with no electricity ⚡, no clean water 🚱, no safety 🚫. We wake up to more uncertainty every day.

When we were displaced from our home, they bombed it. My family and I were inside, and thank God, no one was killed, except for my son who was shot in the head and suffered internal bleeding.

Please help my injured son so that we can leave Gaza and he can recover.

We lost our home, our stability, and the life we once knew 💔. But we haven’t lost our will to live 💪.

My name is Fatima, a teacher from Gaza. I used to work in a small school I loved dearly, planting hope in the hearts of children and teaching them that tomorrow could be better. But the war took everything away. My school was bombed, I lost my job, and our home was reduced to rubble. Yet, I refused to give up. I set up a small tent amid the destruction and continued teaching children, showing them that knowledge is a light that cannot be extinguished, even in the darkest times.

My husband, Akram, was my partner and pillar of support. But he was severely injured in an attack targeting civilians. His abdominal injuries are so severe that he can no longer work or even lift basic items. Every day, I see the pain in his eyes and feel the weight of helplessness, but I try to stay strong for him and for our children.

Our eldest, Manar, is four years old, and she’s missing out on her childhood amidst this devastation. Our youngest, Ibrahim, was born under bombardment just a year ago. He has suffered greatly due to the lack of milk and proper medical care. Yet, sometimes, he smiles, and in those brief moments, I find the strength to keep going.

We now live in a fragile tent that doesn’t shield us from the cold or rain. Every day is a new battle for survival. I write these words while holding my children’s hands, with nothing left but my faith in God and the hope that your kind hearts will hear our plea.

Please help us provide milk and food for our children, ease Akram’s pain, and rebuild even a small part of the life the war has destroyed. Every donation, no matter how small, makes a big difference in our lives.

I ask you to share our story and be our support during this harsh and unforgiving time.

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