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I am a person from Gaza.

Not just a number, not just breaking news, not just a photo that passes by on social media…

I am a human being who once had a home, a life, and a dream.

The house my father spent years building was destroyed in a moment.

The war took everything from me—my family, my friends, my memories, even my soul that was once full of hope… now it’s fading. Today, I’ve been living in a tent for two years. In the summer, it’s fire; in the winter, it’s mud, rain, and a cold that cuts to the bone. But even that isn’t the worst of it…

Every day, I wake up to the sound of bombing and the news of someone I love being killed. Every single day, someone is gone. Every day brings hunger. Children cry from starvation. People dig through garbage to find a bite to eat. There’s no safety, no medicine, no electricity—nothing. We are literally dying a slow death.

I’m not asking for the impossible… I’m asking for a chance. A chance to live again, to rebuild, to make up for what was lost. I’m asking for humanity. I’m asking for help—from your heart.

If you have even a grain of mercy in your heart, please help. Help me stand again. Even a small donation brings us hope, reminds us that someone out there still cares.

Help us live. Help us not to die silently.

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Contact Amjad at his instagram amjad.gaza7 for live updates and verification

VERIFIED by Bilal Salah VERIFIED by Butterfly Project #1534 CHUFFED PAYPAL INSTAGRAM FEATURED by The New York Times and La Presse AMJAD, a young boy in Gaza, is STUDYING HARD for his dream in the midst of a genocide. "These days I will have final exams that will determine my future, and I need some money to complete them. I hope you can help me"

VERIFIED by Bilal Salah VERIFIED by Butterfly Project #1534 CHUFFED PAYPAL INSTAGRAM FEATURED by The New York Times and La Presse AMJAD, a young boy in Gaza, is STUDYING HARD for his dream in the midst of a genocide. "These days I will have final exams that will determine my future, and I need some money to complete them. I hope you can help me"

VERIFIED by Bilal Salah VERIFIED by Butterfly Project #1534 CHUFFED PAYPAL INSTAGRAM FEATURED by The New York Times and La Presse AMJAD, a young boy in Gaza, is STUDYING HARD for his dream in the midst of a genocide. "These days I will have final exams that will determine my future, and I need some money to complete them. I hope you can help me"

Winter has come to Gaza. Floods have arrived, and with them, our tent has flooded. We URGENTLY need money to buy: FOOD WATER WINTER CLOTHES

The tent does not protect us from the cold or rain. Our clothes are wet, our blankets are wet. We are suffering a lot here. Please help us.

Winter has come to Gaza. Floods have arrived, and with them, our tent has flooded. We URGENTLY need money to buy: FOOD WATER WINTER CLOTHES

The tent does not protect us from the cold or rain. Our clothes are wet, our blankets are wet. We are suffering a lot here. Please help us.

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Winter is coming soon to Gaza. When we were displaced, we left with nothing. We need blankets and clothes, or we will die from cold.

Today I went to buy clothes, but everything is expensive, and I couldn't buy anything. I hope you help me buy clothes. Please.

I am a person from Gaza.

Not just a number, not just breaking news, not just a photo that passes by on social media…

I am a human being who once had a home, a life, and a dream.

The house my father spent years building was destroyed in a moment.

The war took everything from me—my family, my friends, my memories, even my soul that was once full of hope… now it’s fading. Today, I’ve been living in a tent for two years. In the summer, it’s fire; in the winter, it’s mud, rain, and a cold that cuts to the bone. But even that isn’t the worst of it…

Every day, I wake up to the sound of bombing and the news of someone I love being killed. Every single day, someone is gone. Every day brings hunger. Children cry from starvation. People dig through garbage to find a bite to eat. There’s no safety, no medicine, no electricity—nothing. We are literally dying a slow death.

I’m not asking for the impossible… I’m asking for a chance. A chance to live again, to rebuild, to make up for what was lost. I’m asking for humanity. I’m asking for help—from your heart.

If you have even a grain of mercy in your heart, please help. Help me stand again. Even a small donation brings us hope, reminds us that someone out there still cares.

Help us live. Help us not to die silently.

SaveGaza

SupportGazaFamilies

DonateForLife

Contact Amjad at his instagram amjad.gaza7 for live updates and verification

I never thought I would write these words… 😔

I never imagined waking up to endless screams,

Running barefoot through smoke and fire,

Searching for my mother among the rubble,

Only to find nothing but silence… a heavy silence telling me that no one will answer me anymore. 💔

In one moment, everything changed.

Our home became a memory, my mother’s embrace became the past,

And my father's face, now absent, is the last thing I hold in my memory.

They’re gone… and left my heart burdened with unspoken grief. 😢

But despite everything, we are still here… trying.

I survived with my younger siblings.

Yes, we survived… but who are we after survival?

Children without warmth, without a roof, with no place to return to.

We were displaced to an unknown place, carrying a bag empty of everything… except pain. 🥀

We slept in the open, waking every morning to a life that holds nothing for us,

But despite everything… we keep trying. 💪

I write to you today not to cry, but to ask for hope. 🌱

I ask you to be a small light in this vast darkness,

To extend a hand that can mend what the war has broken in us.

Your donation will give my siblings a chance to sleep safely,

It will provide us with food, shelter, and maybe even a new beginning. 💖

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #586 )✅️

Any amount, no matter how small, is big for us

It’s a prayer, it’s love, it’s life. 🌟

In conclusion...

From my heart, and from the hearts of my little siblings,

Thank you to everyone who has donated,

Thank you to everyone who has read,

Thank you to everyone who has shared.

Your donations help people facing starvation and frequent bombings every day afford food, water, and other basic needs – it is literally lifesaving!! Please share this fundraiser and donate if you are able to! Every little bit helps!

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I feature in The New York Times and La Presse (As an outstanding student). PAYPAL CHUFFED INSTAGRAM

This is what we were able to eat thanks to your donations. It is the cheapest food available.

I hope you will donate more.

Campaign VETTED by Bilal Salah

I feature in The New York Times and La Presse (As an outstanding student). PAYPAL CHUFFED INSTAGRAM

This is what we were able to eat thanks to your donations. It is the cheapest food available.

I hope you will donate more.

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

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War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

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We are no longer dreaming of the future- we are just trying to survive the present.

What we live is not from a movie or history book. It is real. It is now. People chasing flour off aids trucks, not out of greed, but out of hunger.

We run after a sack of flour like it's treasure.

We are civilians. We did nothing wrong except being born here.

Don't forget us. Don't stay silent.

Don't let your humanity fade.

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I am Shams from Gaza, 17 years old, a girl from a family of 7. I was in my first year of high school before the war. I loved my family, my school, my friends, and life itself. But the war came and took everything I loved away.

The days have passed filled with loss and hunger. We no longer go to school—education has stopped, my school and home were bombed, and now my sister, her four daughters, and I all live in a single room.

We are struggling just to find a bite to eat, to have a roof that protects us from rain, rocket shrapnel, and the smell of gunpowder. Time passed, and I was supposed to take my final exams this year, but the war took away our right to education in every way.

We are facing the worst living conditions—insanely high prices for food, cleaning supplies, and medicine. We are displaced after losing our home. My father was injured while trying to find food; he suffers from a herniated disc in his back.

We are truly in need of help. Life here is almost impossible, and the conditions are extremely harsh. Please help me secure shelter, food, medical care, and at least a livable situation. A little from you can make a big difference.