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This was our home… now it’s gone

We have collected $20,477raised of $40,000 !🇵🇸

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Even $20 will make a big difference and save us!

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save family lost their home ,dreams and everything in Gaza 💔💔

This is my home before the war and after the war how it became💔💔💔

Before: After:

Before the war, we lived a simple but happy life in Gaza. Our home in Shujaiya wasn’t big or luxurious, but it was filled with peace, love, and comfort. We had our own land — a small garden where we planted vegetables, a roof where we sat on warm evenings drinking tea, laughing as a family. Our kids went to school every day with joy, dreaming about their future. We had work. We had neighbors we trusted. We had routines, family dinners, birthdays, laughter. Life wasn’t perfect, but it was ours. It was full of meaning.

The bombing started, and we had to flee our home during the first week of the war. We left everything behind — not knowing it would be the last time we would see our home standing. We first went to Rimal, hoping to be safer. That’s where we heard the news: our home, the place we built with love and hard work, was destroyed. Flattened. Just like that — gone. Everything we owned, everything we saved for, was buried under rubble.

After that, we kept running. From Rimal to Al-Zawaida. Then to Rafah. We’ve been displaced four times. Each time we carry less with us, but more pain. We sleep on floors. Sometimes there’s no roof. Sometimes we stay in tents. The nights are cold, the days are burning hot. There is no electricity, no clean water, no toilets, no privacy. We wait hours just to get a piece of bread. We lost our jobs, our income. We lost our safety, our dignity. We live in fear every day — fear of the next bomb, the next loss.

We used to dream of the future. Now, we just dream of surviving the next day.

We are the Anas family — like many families in Gaza — ordinary people who only wanted peace, a safe home, and a chance to live in dignity. But the war has taken everything from us: our home, our land, our jobs, our dreams, our stability… even our sleep.

It’s hard to write this. It's hard to ask for help. But we are desperate.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Even a small donation could mean we sleep under a real roof again. Could help us buy medicine, food, or clean water. Could bring back a little dignity to our lives. If you cannot donate, please share this story. You might reach someone who can.

This isn’t just a story. This is our life. And we’re still living through it.

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.

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Please, we are in dire need of you and your support. If you cannot donate, you can share☹️❤️🥹

Even $20 will make a big difference and save us!

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My father's life is in your hands

I write these words with my heart almost breaking with pain, and our hope for life now resting on a miracle. My father, a man who has always been a symbol of strength and patience, whom I have witnessed throughout my life stand firm in the face of every challenge, is now too weak to fight alone💔💔

His cancer has destroyed his body beyond description. His health has deteriorated rapidly, and he is now in the hospital, in pain every moment. The doctors have told us that he needs urgent surgery abroad, an operation that might give him hope of survival. But the problem we face today is not the treatment itself, but the money. We need help; we cannot afford the costs of travel and treatment abroad, and I cannot see my father in pain without being able to help him These are reports proving that my father has cancer and this is also a referral from the hospital to leave Gaza for treatment, but there is no money to be able to do that.

I cannot describe to you how a father's heart feels when he is separated from his children in these moments of pain, nor how I felt when I saw his tears as he begged me to help him, but I was powerless, unable to secure the treatment he needed. Today, I appeal to you… not just for financial assistance, but in the hope that you will be a factor in saving the life of the dearest person to my heart.

Every minute that passes increases the risk of losing him, and every moment of pain I see in his eyes makes the situation more difficult. He is not just a father; he is my everything, and without him, I don't know what the world would be like. Please, if you are able to help, don't hesitate. Every contribution, no matter how small, will give me hope that I can save him.

I urgently need your help. We don't have time. Time is ticking as we watch our father struggle without enough money to secure his treatment. Please, save my father's life before it's too late

Your donation will save my father's life. Don't ignore helping my father. His life is in your hands. If everyone donates $25, believe me, we will collect the required money and save my father. Please help us.

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Monis's father is battling cancer and needs medicine urgently! You can help them afford the medicine! Your donation can help save a life!

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I am Ahmed from a large family. My mother, father and wife and I are left alone with my two children. I bravely fight a relentless battle against a troubled life. I struggle to restore our life full of love again. In the midst of this suffering, I find myself helpless in the face of a cruel truth - my home has been destroyed, and my life has collapsed. All I ask of you, kind-hearted people, is a helping hand... Only 5 dollars from each of you may mean everything to me and my children. My child does not exceed six months of age and my child is two years old and there is no element of life, neither food nor drink. This help may give me a new beginning, and a chance to rebuild my broken house and provide my children with a safe place to call home. I put before your eyes the tragic images of my completely destroyed home and my children, who are waiting with desperate hope for your generosity. Their innocent hearts are filled with the belief that kindness still exists in the world, and that you will not turn away from it in their time of need. Please, I beg you, don't leave me alone, be my support, my hope, as you have always been to those in need.

The most difficult decision for us was to leave our country, to leave Gaza, overcome the obstacles we faced and the losses we suffered, and begin a new life from scratch.

In a corner of Gaza's aching heart... lies Aboud, a little boy no older than a rose. He was shot directly in the head, a serious injury that put him in the operating room, between life and death. 🚨

Despite his critical health condition... Aboud was not spared by the occupation's bulldozers. The hospital was forcibly evacuated, forcing him to move on a wheelchair into the unknown. No shelter, no safety, not even a roof to protect him. Today, Aboud lives among tents, on the street, without medicine, warmth, or even a chance of survival. 🏕️💔

🔊 Aboud is not just a humanitarian case... he is a symbol of violated innocence and deadly international silence.

Spread his voice, amplify his cry, and share his story. Maybe we can save him... or save other children.

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I am Ahmed from a large family. My mother, father and wife and I are left alone with my two children. I bravely fight a relentless battle against a troubled life. I struggle to restore our life full of love again. In the midst of this suffering, I find myself helpless in the face of a cruel truth - my home has been destroyed, and my life has collapsed. All I ask of you, kind-hearted people, is a helping hand... Only 5 dollars from each of you may mean everything to me and my children. My child does not exceed six months of age and my child is two years old and there is no element of life, neither food nor drink. This help may give me a new beginning, and a chance to rebuild my broken house and provide my children with a safe place to call home. I put before your eyes the tragic images of my completely destroyed home and my children, who are waiting with desperate hope for your generosity. Their innocent hearts are filled with the belief that kindness still exists in the world, and that you will not turn away from it in their time of need. Please, I beg you, don't leave me alone, be my support, my hope, as you have always been to those in need.

The most difficult decision for us was to leave our country, to leave Gaza, overcome the obstacles we faced and the losses we suffered, and begin a new life from scratch.