Mohammed raed

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Here is the medical report, and some of the sedatives you are taking to feel better.

vetted#8

Here is the medical report, and some of the sedatives you are taking to feel better.

vetted#8

Here is the medical report, and some of the sedatives you are taking to feel better.

vetted#8

Here is the medical report, and some of the sedatives you are taking to feel better.

vetted#8

Here is the medical report, and some of the sedatives you are taking to feel better.

"My brother risks his life… just so we can eat." 💔

"I'm a 20-year-old guy, and these aren't just words... this is a cry for help.

We are a broken family — not only by war, but by hunger, illness, and exhaustion.

My father, Raed (48), suffers from a severe skin condition that makes it dangerous for him to be in the sun or even sweat.

My mother, Amani (40), has chronic asthma, spends most of her time bedridden, and struggles to breathe without constant medication.

And me? I've had two surgeries recently, and my body can no longer handle pain, hunger, or even standing for long.

Now the responsibility for the whole family falls on my younger brother Mohammed (17) —

a child forced to become a man far too soon.

We now buy flour by the kilo…

Yes, $30 for just one kilo.

It’s barely enough to feed a single person — and Mohammed can only afford half a kilo, if that.

When he can’t?

He risks everything and goes to what they call "aid distributions" —

but they’re not aid. They’re death traps.

Thousands of people.

Shoving. Screaming.

And Israeli snipers waiting to shoot if you stay longer than 4 minutes.

If you don’t get anything in time, you go home with nothing…

Just tears, empty stomachs, and another day of despair.

But Mohammed still goes…

For us.

For my little sister Sham (5), who now suffers from severe malnutrition.

For my mother, who can barely breathe.

For my father, whose skin burns when he sweats.

Because there’s no one else left.

I’m not asking for much.

Just a smile on Sham’s face,

a breath for my mom,

and safety for Mohammed.

If you can donate even 5€, it might help us buy flour —

so Mohammed doesn’t have to risk his life to feed us.

Maybe… just maybe…

we can eat.

We can live.

We can hold on to what little hope we have left.

Please, don’t let that hope die. 💔

👉 Help us survive"

Despite living in such horrendous conditions, Moneer still dedicates his time and strenght to post and reach out to people on this platform. He deserves to be heard and seen - just like every person living in Gaza, forced to watch genocidal states unleash so much destruction and suffering on their beautiful people and homeland.

Above is the link to Moneer family's Gofundme. Every contribution matters, either €5, €20 or €200. Please follow Moneer's blog and put some of your time into learning his story and helping his campaign reach more people.

Keep in mind this fundraiser is vetted:

Gazavetters number #08

"My brother risks his life… just so we can eat." 💔

"I'm a 20-year-old guy, and these aren't just words... this is a cry for help.

We are a broken family — not only by war, but by hunger, illness, and exhaustion.

My father, Raed (48), suffers from a severe skin condition that makes it dangerous for him to be in the sun or even sweat.

My mother, Amani (40), has chronic asthma, spends most of her time bedridden, and struggles to breathe without constant medication.

And me? I've had two surgeries recently, and my body can no longer handle pain, hunger, or even standing for long.

Now the responsibility for the whole family falls on my younger brother Mohammed (17) —

a child forced to become a man far too soon.

We now buy flour by the kilo…

Yes, $30 for just one kilo.

It’s barely enough to feed a single person — and Mohammed can only afford half a kilo, if that.

When he can’t?

He risks everything and goes to what they call "aid distributions" —

but they’re not aid. They’re death traps.

Thousands of people.

Shoving. Screaming.

And Israeli snipers waiting to shoot if you stay longer than 4 minutes.

If you don’t get anything in time, you go home with nothing…

Just tears, empty stomachs, and another day of despair.

But Mohammed still goes…

For us.

For my little sister Sham (5), who now suffers from severe malnutrition.

For my mother, who can barely breathe.

For my father, whose skin burns when he sweats.

Because there’s no one else left.

I’m not asking for much.

Just a smile on Sham’s face,

a breath for my mom,

and safety for Mohammed.

If you can donate even 5€, it might help us buy flour —

so Mohammed doesn’t have to risk his life to feed us.

Maybe… just maybe…

we can eat.

We can live.

We can hold on to what little hope we have left.

Please, don’t let that hope die. 💔

👉 Help us survive"

Despite living in such horrendous conditions, Moneer still dedicates his time and strenght to post and reach out to people on this platform. He deserves to be heard and seen - just like every person living in Gaza, forced to watch genocidal states unleash so much destruction and suffering on their beautiful people and homeland.

Above is the link to Moneer family's Gofundme. Every contribution matters, either €5, €20 or €200. Please follow Moneer's blog and put some of your time into learning his story and helping his campaign reach more people.

Keep in mind this fundraiser is vetted:

Gazavetters number #08

"My brother risks his life… just so we can eat." 💔

"I'm a 20-year-old guy, and these aren't just words... this is a cry for help.

We are a broken family — not only by war, but by hunger, illness, and exhaustion.

My father, Raed (48), suffers from a severe skin condition that makes it dangerous for him to be in the sun or even sweat.

My mother, Amani (40), has chronic asthma, spends most of her time bedridden, and struggles to breathe without constant medication.

And me? I've had two surgeries recently, and my body can no longer handle pain, hunger, or even standing for long.

Now the responsibility for the whole family falls on my younger brother Mohammed (17) —

a child forced to become a man far too soon.

We now buy flour by the kilo…

Yes, $30 for just one kilo.

It’s barely enough to feed a single person — and Mohammed can only afford half a kilo, if that.

When he can’t?

He risks everything and goes to what they call "aid distributions" —

but they’re not aid. They’re death traps.

Thousands of people.

Shoving. Screaming.

And Israeli snipers waiting to shoot if you stay longer than 4 minutes.

If you don’t get anything in time, you go home with nothing…

Just tears, empty stomachs, and another day of despair.

But Mohammed still goes…

For us.

For my little sister Sham (5), who now suffers from severe malnutrition.

For my mother, who can barely breathe.

For my father, whose skin burns when he sweats.

Because there’s no one else left.

I’m not asking for much.

Just a smile on Sham’s face,

a breath for my mom,

and safety for Mohammed.

If you can donate even 5€, it might help us buy flour —

so Mohammed doesn’t have to risk his life to feed us.

Maybe… just maybe…

we can eat.

We can live.

We can hold on to what little hope we have left.

Please, don’t let that hope die. 💔

👉 Help us survive"

Despite living in such horrendous conditions, Moneer still dedicates his time and strenght to post and reach out to people on this platform. He deserves to be heard and seen - just like every person living in Gaza, forced to watch genocidal states unleash so much destruction and suffering on their beautiful people and homeland.

Above is the link to Moneer family's Gofundme. Every contribution matters, either €5, €20 or €200. Please follow Moneer's blog and put some of your time into learning his story and helping his campaign reach more people.

Keep in mind this fundraiser is vetted:

Gazavetters number #08

"My brother risks his life… just so we can eat." 💔

"I'm a 20-year-old guy, and these aren't just words... this is a cry for help.

We are a broken family — not only by war, but by hunger, illness, and exhaustion.

My father, Raed (48), suffers from a severe skin condition that makes it dangerous for him to be in the sun or even sweat.

My mother, Amani (40), has chronic asthma, spends most of her time bedridden, and struggles to breathe without constant medication.

And me? I've had two surgeries recently, and my body can no longer handle pain, hunger, or even standing for long.

Now the responsibility for the whole family falls on my younger brother Mohammed (17) —

a child forced to become a man far too soon.

We now buy flour by the kilo…

Yes, $30 for just one kilo.

It’s barely enough to feed a single person — and Mohammed can only afford half a kilo, if that.

When he can’t?

He risks everything and goes to what they call "aid distributions" —

but they’re not aid. They’re death traps.

Thousands of people.

Shoving. Screaming.

And Israeli snipers waiting to shoot if you stay longer than 4 minutes.

If you don’t get anything in time, you go home with nothing…

Just tears, empty stomachs, and another day of despair.

But Mohammed still goes…

For us.

For my little sister Sham (5), who now suffers from severe malnutrition.

For my mother, who can barely breathe.

For my father, whose skin burns when he sweats.

Because there’s no one else left.

I’m not asking for much.

Just a smile on Sham’s face,

a breath for my mom,

and safety for Mohammed.

If you can donate even 5€, it might help us buy flour —

so Mohammed doesn’t have to risk his life to feed us.

Maybe… just maybe…

we can eat.

We can live.

We can hold on to what little hope we have left.

Please, don’t let that hope die. 💔

👉 Help us survive"

Despite living in such horrendous conditions, Moneer still dedicates his time and strenght to post and reach out to people on this platform. He deserves to be heard and seen - just like every person living in Gaza, forced to watch genocidal states unleash so much destruction and suffering on their beautiful people and homeland.

Above is the link to Moneer family's Gofundme. Every contribution matters, either €5, €20 or €200. Please follow Moneer's blog and put some of your time into learning his story and helping his campaign reach more people.

Keep in mind this fundraiser is vetted:

Gazavetters number #08

"My brother risks his life… just so we can eat." 💔

"I'm a 20-year-old guy, and these aren't just words... this is a cry for help.

We are a broken family — not only by war, but by hunger, illness, and exhaustion.

My father, Raed (48), suffers from a severe skin condition that makes it dangerous for him to be in the sun or even sweat.

My mother, Amani (40), has chronic asthma, spends most of her time bedridden, and struggles to breathe without constant medication.

And me? I've had two surgeries recently, and my body can no longer handle pain, hunger, or even standing for long.

Now the responsibility for the whole family falls on my younger brother Mohammed (17) —

a child forced to become a man far too soon.

We now buy flour by the kilo…

Yes, $30 for just one kilo.

It’s barely enough to feed a single person — and Mohammed can only afford half a kilo, if that.

When he can’t?

He risks everything and goes to what they call "aid distributions" —

but they’re not aid. They’re death traps.

Thousands of people.

Shoving. Screaming.

And Israeli snipers waiting to shoot if you stay longer than 4 minutes.

If you don’t get anything in time, you go home with nothing…

Just tears, empty stomachs, and another day of despair.

But Mohammed still goes…

For us.

For my little sister Sham (5), who now suffers from severe malnutrition.

For my mother, who can barely breathe.

For my father, whose skin burns when he sweats.

Because there’s no one else left.

I’m not asking for much.

Just a smile on Sham’s face,

a breath for my mom,

and safety for Mohammed.

If you can donate even 5€, it might help us buy flour —

so Mohammed doesn’t have to risk his life to feed us.

Maybe… just maybe…

we can eat.

We can live.

We can hold on to what little hope we have left.

Please, don’t let that hope die. 💔

👉 Help us survive"

Despite living in such horrendous conditions, Moneer still dedicates his time and strenght to post and reach out to people on this platform. He deserves to be heard and seen - just like every person living in Gaza, forced to watch genocidal states unleash so much destruction and suffering on their beautiful people and homeland.

Above is the link to Moneer family's Gofundme. Every contribution matters, either €5, €20 or €200. Please follow Moneer's blog and put some of your time into learning his story and helping his campaign reach more people.

Keep in mind this fundraiser is vetted:

Gazavetters number #08

"My brother risks his life… just so we can eat." 💔

"I'm a 20-year-old guy, and these aren't just words... this is a cry for help.

We are a broken family — not only by war, but by hunger, illness, and exhaustion.

My father, Raed (48), suffers from a severe skin condition that makes it dangerous for him to be in the sun or even sweat.

My mother, Amani (40), has chronic asthma, spends most of her time bedridden, and struggles to breathe without constant medication.

And me? I've had two surgeries recently, and my body can no longer handle pain, hunger, or even standing for long.

Now the responsibility for the whole family falls on my younger brother Mohammed (17) —

a child forced to become a man far too soon.

We now buy flour by the kilo…

Yes, $30 for just one kilo.

It’s barely enough to feed a single person — and Mohammed can only afford half a kilo, if that.

When he can’t?

He risks everything and goes to what they call "aid distributions" —

but they’re not aid. They’re death traps.

Thousands of people.

Shoving. Screaming.

And Israeli snipers waiting to shoot if you stay longer than 4 minutes.

If you don’t get anything in time, you go home with nothing…

Just tears, empty stomachs, and another day of despair.

But Mohammed still goes…

For us.

For my little sister Sham (5), who now suffers from severe malnutrition.

For my mother, who can barely breathe.

For my father, whose skin burns when he sweats.

Because there’s no one else left.

I’m not asking for much.

Just a smile on Sham’s face,

a breath for my mom,

and safety for Mohammed.

If you can donate even 5€, it might help us buy flour —

so Mohammed doesn’t have to risk his life to feed us.

Maybe… just maybe…

we can eat.

We can live.

We can hold on to what little hope we have left.

Please, don’t let that hope die. 💔

👉 Help us survive"

Despite living in such horrendous conditions, Moneer still dedicates his time and strenght to post and reach out to people on this platform. He deserves to be heard and seen - just like every person living in Gaza, forced to watch genocidal states unleash so much destruction and suffering on their beautiful people and homeland.

Above is the link to Moneer family's Gofundme. Every contribution matters, either €5, €20 or €200. Please follow Moneer's blog and put some of your time into learning his story and helping his campaign reach more people.

Keep in mind this fundraiser is vetted:

Gazavetters number #08

"My brother risks his life… just so we can eat." 💔

"I'm a 20-year-old guy, and these aren't just words... this is a cry for help.

We are a broken family — not only by war, but by hunger, illness, and exhaustion.

My father, Raed (48), suffers from a severe skin condition that makes it dangerous for him to be in the sun or even sweat.

My mother, Amani (40), has chronic asthma, spends most of her time bedridden, and struggles to breathe without constant medication.

And me? I've had two surgeries recently, and my body can no longer handle pain, hunger, or even standing for long.

Now the responsibility for the whole family falls on my younger brother Mohammed (17) —

a child forced to become a man far too soon.

We now buy flour by the kilo…

Yes, $30 for just one kilo.

It’s barely enough to feed a single person — and Mohammed can only afford half a kilo, if that.

When he can’t?

He risks everything and goes to what they call "aid distributions" —

but they’re not aid. They’re death traps.

Thousands of people.

Shoving. Screaming.

And Israeli snipers waiting to shoot if you stay longer than 4 minutes.

If you don’t get anything in time, you go home with nothing…

Just tears, empty stomachs, and another day of despair.

But Mohammed still goes…

For us.

For my little sister Sham (5), who now suffers from severe malnutrition.

For my mother, who can barely breathe.

For my father, whose skin burns when he sweats.

Because there’s no one else left.

I’m not asking for much.

Just a smile on Sham’s face,

a breath for my mom,

and safety for Mohammed.

If you can donate even 5€, it might help us buy flour —

so Mohammed doesn’t have to risk his life to feed us.

Maybe… just maybe…

we can eat.

We can live.

We can hold on to what little hope we have left.

Please, don’t let that hope die. 💔

👉 Help us survive"

Despite living in such horrendous conditions, Moneer still dedicates his time and strenght to post and reach out to people on this platform. He deserves to be heard and seen - just like every person living in Gaza, forced to watch genocidal states unleash so much destruction and suffering on their beautiful people and homeland.

Above is the link to Moneer family's Gofundme. Every contribution matters, either €5, €20 or €200. Please follow Moneer's blog and put some of your time into learning his story and helping his campaign reach more people.

Keep in mind this fundraiser is vetted:

Gazavetters number #08

"My brother risks his life… just so we can eat." 💔

"I'm a 20-year-old guy, and these aren't just words... this is a cry for help.

We are a broken family — not only by war, but by hunger, illness, and exhaustion.

My father, Raed (48), suffers from a severe skin condition that makes it dangerous for him to be in the sun or even sweat.

My mother, Amani (40), has chronic asthma, spends most of her time bedridden, and struggles to breathe without constant medication.

And me? I've had two surgeries recently, and my body can no longer handle pain, hunger, or even standing for long.

Now the responsibility for the whole family falls on my younger brother Mohammed (17) —

a child forced to become a man far too soon.

We now buy flour by the kilo…

Yes, $30 for just one kilo.

It’s barely enough to feed a single person — and Mohammed can only afford half a kilo, if that.

When he can’t?

He risks everything and goes to what they call "aid distributions" —

but they’re not aid. They’re death traps.

Thousands of people.

Shoving. Screaming.

And Israeli snipers waiting to shoot if you stay longer than 4 minutes.

If you don’t get anything in time, you go home with nothing…

Just tears, empty stomachs, and another day of despair.

But Mohammed still goes…

For us.

For my little sister Sham (5), who now suffers from severe malnutrition.

For my mother, who can barely breathe.

For my father, whose skin burns when he sweats.

Because there’s no one else left.

I’m not asking for much.

Just a smile on Sham’s face,

a breath for my mom,

and safety for Mohammed.

If you can donate even 5€, it might help us buy flour —

so Mohammed doesn’t have to risk his life to feed us.

Maybe… just maybe…

we can eat.

We can live.

We can hold on to what little hope we have left.

Please, don’t let that hope die. 💔

👉 Help us survive"

Despite living in such horrendous conditions, Moneer still dedicates his time and strenght to post and reach out to people on this platform. He deserves to be heard and seen - just like every person living in Gaza, forced to watch genocidal states unleash so much destruction and suffering on their beautiful people and homeland.

Above is the link to Moneer family's Gofundme. Every contribution matters, either €5, €20 or €200. Please follow Moneer's blog and put some of your time into learning his story and helping his campaign reach more people.

Keep in mind this fundraiser is vetted:

Gazavetters number #08

"My brother risks his life… just so we can eat." 💔

"I'm a 20-year-old guy, and these aren't just words... this is a cry for help.

We are a broken family — not only by war, but by hunger, illness, and exhaustion.

My father, Raed (48), suffers from a severe skin condition that makes it dangerous for him to be in the sun or even sweat.

My mother, Amani (40), has chronic asthma, spends most of her time bedridden, and struggles to breathe without constant medication.

And me? I've had two surgeries recently, and my body can no longer handle pain, hunger, or even standing for long.

Now the responsibility for the whole family falls on my younger brother Mohammed (17) —

a child forced to become a man far too soon.

We now buy flour by the kilo…

Yes, $30 for just one kilo.

It’s barely enough to feed a single person — and Mohammed can only afford half a kilo, if that.

When he can’t?

He risks everything and goes to what they call "aid distributions" —

but they’re not aid. They’re death traps.

Thousands of people.

Shoving. Screaming.

And Israeli snipers waiting to shoot if you stay longer than 4 minutes.

If you don’t get anything in time, you go home with nothing…

Just tears, empty stomachs, and another day of despair.

But Mohammed still goes…

For us.

For my little sister Sham (5), who now suffers from severe malnutrition.

For my mother, who can barely breathe.

For my father, whose skin burns when he sweats.

Because there’s no one else left.

I’m not asking for much.

Just a smile on Sham’s face,

a breath for my mom,

and safety for Mohammed.

If you can donate even 5€, it might help us buy flour —

so Mohammed doesn’t have to risk his life to feed us.

Maybe… just maybe…

we can eat.

We can live.

We can hold on to what little hope we have left.

Please, don’t let that hope die. 💔

👉 Help us survive"

Despite living in such horrendous conditions, Moneer still dedicates his time and strenght to post and reach out to people on this platform. He deserves to be heard and seen - just like every person living in Gaza, forced to watch genocidal states unleash so much destruction and suffering on their beautiful people and homeland.

Above is the link to Moneer family's Gofundme. Every contribution matters, either €5, €20 or €200. Please follow Moneer's blog and put some of your time into learning his story and helping his campaign reach more people.

Keep in mind this fundraiser is vetted:

Gazavetters number #08

"My brother risks his life… just so we can eat." 💔

"I'm a 20-year-old guy, and these aren't just words... this is a cry for help.

We are a broken family — not only by war, but by hunger, illness, and exhaustion.

My father, Raed (48), suffers from a severe skin condition that makes it dangerous for him to be in the sun or even sweat.

My mother, Amani (40), has chronic asthma, spends most of her time bedridden, and struggles to breathe without constant medication.

And me? I've had two surgeries recently, and my body can no longer handle pain, hunger, or even standing for long.

Now the responsibility for the whole family falls on my younger brother Mohammed (17) —

a child forced to become a man far too soon.

We now buy flour by the kilo…

Yes, $30 for just one kilo.

It’s barely enough to feed a single person — and Mohammed can only afford half a kilo, if that.

When he can’t?

He risks everything and goes to what they call "aid distributions" —

but they’re not aid. They’re death traps.

Thousands of people.

Shoving. Screaming.

And Israeli snipers waiting to shoot if you stay longer than 4 minutes.

If you don’t get anything in time, you go home with nothing…

Just tears, empty stomachs, and another day of despair.

But Mohammed still goes…

For us.

For my little sister Sham (5), who now suffers from severe malnutrition.

For my mother, who can barely breathe.

For my father, whose skin burns when he sweats.

Because there’s no one else left.

I’m not asking for much.

Just a smile on Sham’s face,

a breath for my mom,

and safety for Mohammed.

If you can donate even 5€, it might help us buy flour —

so Mohammed doesn’t have to risk his life to feed us.

Maybe… just maybe…

we can eat.

We can live.

We can hold on to what little hope we have left.

Please, don’t let that hope die. 💔

👉 Help us survive"

Despite living in such horrendous conditions, Moneer still dedicates his time and strenght to post and reach out to people on this platform. He deserves to be heard and seen - just like every person living in Gaza, forced to watch genocidal states unleash so much destruction and suffering on their beautiful people and homeland.

Above is the link to Moneer family's Gofundme. Every contribution matters, either €5, €20 or €200. Please follow Moneer's blog and put some of your time into learning his story and helping his campaign reach more people.

Keep in mind this fundraiser is vetted:

Gazavetters number #08