Nada-Gaza🍉

🛑A plea from GAZA! 🛑

The DONATIONS we receive have STOPPED and are almost non-existent!! 🙌🏻

I am tired. I am exhausted from pleading for help, from shouting into a void that doesn't answer. For months, I’ve shared our pain, hoping someone would care, but the silence is deafening. My family and I are losing the strength to keep going. Our basic rights food, medicine, and safety have become luxuries we can no longer reach."

What more must we endure to be seen? We are human beings, not just numbers or images on your screens. If you have any humanity left, don't let our story end like this. We need you more than ever.

My family and I are facing the impossible. Without your support, we cannot afford even the simplest basics of life food, medicine, and safety. Please, don't look away. Be the light in our darkest hour. 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Your donation isn't just a gift; it is the heartbeat of our survival. Please, don't let our story end in silence give us the chance to live another day 💕

Donation link 🖇️ :

Vetted by @90-ghost ✅

Everyone is talking about who will lift the World Cup trophy in 2026… 🏆⚽

But there is another question we should ask:

What about the people who are struggling just to make it through another day?

We live on the same planet, but we do not inhabit the same world. 🌎!

I look at these images and I feel a profound, suffocating split in my chest. How can one sky look down on both? How can the same sun illuminate a stadium packed with eighty thousand singing souls, and at the exact same moment, shine upon a graveyard of concrete where children are pulling their lives out of the rubble?

It makes you realize that geography is just a roll of the dice. By some cosmic lottery, one person gets to wear a jersey and run toward a screaming crowd of fans, while another person, born under a different coordinates, wears a press vest or a shroud, running away from the screaming of fighter jets.

Look at the hands in these pictures.

One hand grips a golden trophy, a symbol of a game won. The other hand grips a bag of flour, a symbol of a day survived. One hand holds a ticket to a match that will be forgotten by next season. The other holds a document of displacement, a paper that marks the end of home as they knew it.

We have become so masterfully good at editing our lives. We crop out the ugly. We filter the painful. We turn off the news when it gets 'too heavy' because we want to enjoy the game. But the truth doesn't disappear just because it’s Outside the Frame.

The next time we cheer, let’s remember the ones who can’t. The next time we celebrate a goal, let’s remember the souls that were lost while the world was looking the other way. Do not let your comfort make you blind.

If you believe that no one should be forgotten, stand with those who need support..

Because the greatest victory is not only winning a trophy...

The greatest victory is staying human. ❤️

🌟Donation link:

Vetted by @/90-ghost ✅

Everyone is talking about who will lift the World Cup trophy in 2026… 🏆⚽

But there is another question we should ask:

What about the people who are struggling just to make it through another day?

We live on the same planet, but we do not inhabit the same world. 🌎!

I look at these images and I feel a profound, suffocating split in my chest. How can one sky look down on both? How can the same sun illuminate a stadium packed with eighty thousand singing souls, and at the exact same moment, shine upon a graveyard of concrete where children are pulling their lives out of the rubble?

It makes you realize that geography is just a roll of the dice. By some cosmic lottery, one person gets to wear a jersey and run toward a screaming crowd of fans, while another person, born under a different coordinates, wears a press vest or a shroud, running away from the screaming of fighter jets.

Look at the hands in these pictures.

One hand grips a golden trophy, a symbol of a game won. The other hand grips a bag of flour, a symbol of a day survived. One hand holds a ticket to a match that will be forgotten by next season. The other holds a document of displacement, a paper that marks the end of home as they knew it.

We have become so masterfully good at editing our lives. We crop out the ugly. We filter the painful. We turn off the news when it gets 'too heavy' because we want to enjoy the game. But the truth doesn't disappear just because it’s Outside the Frame.

The next time we cheer, let’s remember the ones who can’t. The next time we celebrate a goal, let’s remember the souls that were lost while the world was looking the other way. Do not let your comfort make you blind.

If you believe that no one should be forgotten, stand with those who need support..

Because the greatest victory is not only winning a trophy...

The greatest victory is staying human. ❤️

🌟Donation link:

Vetted by @/90-ghost ✅

Everyone is talking about who will lift the World Cup trophy in 2026… 🏆⚽

But there is another question we should ask:

What about the people who are struggling just to make it through another day?

We live on the same planet, but we do not inhabit the same world. 🌎!

I look at these images and I feel a profound, suffocating split in my chest. How can one sky look down on both? How can the same sun illuminate a stadium packed with eighty thousand singing souls, and at the exact same moment, shine upon a graveyard of concrete where children are pulling their lives out of the rubble?

It makes you realize that geography is just a roll of the dice. By some cosmic lottery, one person gets to wear a jersey and run toward a screaming crowd of fans, while another person, born under a different coordinates, wears a press vest or a shroud, running away from the screaming of fighter jets.

Look at the hands in these pictures.

One hand grips a golden trophy, a symbol of a game won. The other hand grips a bag of flour, a symbol of a day survived. One hand holds a ticket to a match that will be forgotten by next season. The other holds a document of displacement, a paper that marks the end of home as they knew it.

We have become so masterfully good at editing our lives. We crop out the ugly. We filter the painful. We turn off the news when it gets 'too heavy' because we want to enjoy the game. But the truth doesn't disappear just because it’s Outside the Frame.

The next time we cheer, let’s remember the ones who can’t. The next time we celebrate a goal, let’s remember the souls that were lost while the world was looking the other way. Do not let your comfort make you blind.

If you believe that no one should be forgotten, stand with those who need support..

Because the greatest victory is not only winning a trophy...

The greatest victory is staying human. ❤️

🌟Donation link:

Vetted by @/90-ghost ✅

Everyone is talking about who will lift the World Cup trophy in 2026… 🏆⚽

But there is another question we should ask:

What about the people who are struggling just to make it through another day?

We live on the same planet, but we do not inhabit the same world. 🌎!

I look at these images and I feel a profound, suffocating split in my chest. How can one sky look down on both? How can the same sun illuminate a stadium packed with eighty thousand singing souls, and at the exact same moment, shine upon a graveyard of concrete where children are pulling their lives out of the rubble?

It makes you realize that geography is just a roll of the dice. By some cosmic lottery, one person gets to wear a jersey and run toward a screaming crowd of fans, while another person, born under a different coordinates, wears a press vest or a shroud, running away from the screaming of fighter jets.

Look at the hands in these pictures.

One hand grips a golden trophy, a symbol of a game won. The other hand grips a bag of flour, a symbol of a day survived. One hand holds a ticket to a match that will be forgotten by next season. The other holds a document of displacement, a paper that marks the end of home as they knew it.

We have become so masterfully good at editing our lives. We crop out the ugly. We filter the painful. We turn off the news when it gets 'too heavy' because we want to enjoy the game. But the truth doesn't disappear just because it’s Outside the Frame.

The next time we cheer, let’s remember the ones who can’t. The next time we celebrate a goal, let’s remember the souls that were lost while the world was looking the other way. Do not let your comfort make you blind.

If you believe that no one should be forgotten, stand with those who need support..

Because the greatest victory is not only winning a trophy...

The greatest victory is staying human. ❤️

🌟Donation link:

Vetted by @/90-ghost ✅

Everyone is talking about who will lift the World Cup trophy in 2026… 🏆⚽

But there is another question we should ask:

What about the people who are struggling just to make it through another day?

We live on the same planet, but we do not inhabit the same world. 🌎!

I look at these images and I feel a profound, suffocating split in my chest. How can one sky look down on both? How can the same sun illuminate a stadium packed with eighty thousand singing souls, and at the exact same moment, shine upon a graveyard of concrete where children are pulling their lives out of the rubble?

It makes you realize that geography is just a roll of the dice. By some cosmic lottery, one person gets to wear a jersey and run toward a screaming crowd of fans, while another person, born under a different coordinates, wears a press vest or a shroud, running away from the screaming of fighter jets.

Look at the hands in these pictures.

One hand grips a golden trophy, a symbol of a game won. The other hand grips a bag of flour, a symbol of a day survived. One hand holds a ticket to a match that will be forgotten by next season. The other holds a document of displacement, a paper that marks the end of home as they knew it.

We have become so masterfully good at editing our lives. We crop out the ugly. We filter the painful. We turn off the news when it gets 'too heavy' because we want to enjoy the game. But the truth doesn't disappear just because it’s Outside the Frame.

The next time we cheer, let’s remember the ones who can’t. The next time we celebrate a goal, let’s remember the souls that were lost while the world was looking the other way. Do not let your comfort make you blind.

If you believe that no one should be forgotten, stand with those who need support..

Because the greatest victory is not only winning a trophy...

The greatest victory is staying human. ❤️

🌟Donation link:

Vetted by @/90-ghost ✅

Everyone is talking about who will lift the World Cup trophy in 2026… 🏆⚽

But there is another question we should ask:

What about the people who are struggling just to make it through another day?

We live on the same planet, but we do not inhabit the same world. 🌎!

I look at these images and I feel a profound, suffocating split in my chest. How can one sky look down on both? How can the same sun illuminate a stadium packed with eighty thousand singing souls, and at the exact same moment, shine upon a graveyard of concrete where children are pulling their lives out of the rubble?

It makes you realize that geography is just a roll of the dice. By some cosmic lottery, one person gets to wear a jersey and run toward a screaming crowd of fans, while another person, born under a different coordinates, wears a press vest or a shroud, running away from the screaming of fighter jets.

Look at the hands in these pictures.

One hand grips a golden trophy, a symbol of a game won. The other hand grips a bag of flour, a symbol of a day survived. One hand holds a ticket to a match that will be forgotten by next season. The other holds a document of displacement, a paper that marks the end of home as they knew it.

We have become so masterfully good at editing our lives. We crop out the ugly. We filter the painful. We turn off the news when it gets 'too heavy' because we want to enjoy the game. But the truth doesn't disappear just because it’s Outside the Frame.

The next time we cheer, let’s remember the ones who can’t. The next time we celebrate a goal, let’s remember the souls that were lost while the world was looking the other way. Do not let your comfort make you blind.

If you believe that no one should be forgotten, stand with those who need support..

Because the greatest victory is not only winning a trophy...

The greatest victory is staying human. ❤️

🌟Donation link:

Vetted by @/90-ghost ✅

Everyone is talking about who will lift the World Cup trophy in 2026… 🏆⚽

But there is another question we should ask:

What about the people who are struggling just to make it through another day?

We live on the same planet, but we do not inhabit the same world. 🌎!

I look at these images and I feel a profound, suffocating split in my chest. How can one sky look down on both? How can the same sun illuminate a stadium packed with eighty thousand singing souls, and at the exact same moment, shine upon a graveyard of concrete where children are pulling their lives out of the rubble?

It makes you realize that geography is just a roll of the dice. By some cosmic lottery, one person gets to wear a jersey and run toward a screaming crowd of fans, while another person, born under a different coordinates, wears a press vest or a shroud, running away from the screaming of fighter jets.

Look at the hands in these pictures.

One hand grips a golden trophy, a symbol of a game won. The other hand grips a bag of flour, a symbol of a day survived. One hand holds a ticket to a match that will be forgotten by next season. The other holds a document of displacement, a paper that marks the end of home as they knew it.

We have become so masterfully good at editing our lives. We crop out the ugly. We filter the painful. We turn off the news when it gets 'too heavy' because we want to enjoy the game. But the truth doesn't disappear just because it’s Outside the Frame.

The next time we cheer, let’s remember the ones who can’t. The next time we celebrate a goal, let’s remember the souls that were lost while the world was looking the other way. Do not let your comfort make you blind.

If you believe that no one should be forgotten, stand with those who need support..

Because the greatest victory is not only winning a trophy...

The greatest victory is staying human. ❤️

🌟Donation link:

Vetted by @/90-ghost ✅

🛑A plea from GAZA! 🛑

The DONATIONS we receive have STOPPED and are almost non-existent!! 🙌🏻

I am tired. I am exhausted from pleading for help, from shouting into a void that doesn't answer. For months, I’ve shared our pain, hoping someone would care, but the silence is deafening. My family and I are losing the strength to keep going. Our basic rights food, medicine, and safety have become luxuries we can no longer reach."

What more must we endure to be seen? We are human beings, not just numbers or images on your screens. If you have any humanity left, don't let our story end like this. We need you more than ever.

My family and I are facing the impossible. Without your support, we cannot afford even the simplest basics of life food, medicine, and safety. Please, don't look away. Be the light in our darkest hour. 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Your donation isn't just a gift; it is the heartbeat of our survival. Please, don't let our story end in silence give us the chance to live another day 💕

Donation link 🖇️ :

Vetted by @90-ghost ✅

🛑A plea from GAZA! 🛑

The DONATIONS we receive have STOPPED and are almost non-existent!! 🙌🏻

I am tired. I am exhausted from pleading for help, from shouting into a void that doesn't answer. For months, I’ve shared our pain, hoping someone would care, but the silence is deafening. My family and I are losing the strength to keep going. Our basic rights food, medicine, and safety have become luxuries we can no longer reach."

What more must we endure to be seen? We are human beings, not just numbers or images on your screens. If you have any humanity left, don't let our story end like this. We need you more than ever.

My family and I are facing the impossible. Without your support, we cannot afford even the simplest basics of life food, medicine, and safety. Please, don't look away. Be the light in our darkest hour. 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Your donation isn't just a gift; it is the heartbeat of our survival. Please, don't let our story end in silence give us the chance to live another day 💕

Donation link 🖇️ :

Vetted by @90-ghost ✅

🛑A plea from GAZA! 🛑

The DONATIONS we receive have STOPPED and are almost non-existent!! 🙌🏻

I am tired. I am exhausted from pleading for help, from shouting into a void that doesn't answer. For months, I’ve shared our pain, hoping someone would care, but the silence is deafening. My family and I are losing the strength to keep going. Our basic rights food, medicine, and safety have become luxuries we can no longer reach."

What more must we endure to be seen? We are human beings, not just numbers or images on your screens. If you have any humanity left, don't let our story end like this. We need you more than ever.

My family and I are facing the impossible. Without your support, we cannot afford even the simplest basics of life food, medicine, and safety. Please, don't look away. Be the light in our darkest hour. 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Your donation isn't just a gift; it is the heartbeat of our survival. Please, don't let our story end in silence give us the chance to live another day 💕

Donation link 🖇️ :

Vetted by @90-ghost ✅

🛑A plea from GAZA! 🛑

The DONATIONS we receive have STOPPED and are almost non-existent!! 🙌🏻

I am tired. I am exhausted from pleading for help, from shouting into a void that doesn't answer. For months, I’ve shared our pain, hoping someone would care, but the silence is deafening. My family and I are losing the strength to keep going. Our basic rights food, medicine, and safety have become luxuries we can no longer reach."

What more must we endure to be seen? We are human beings, not just numbers or images on your screens. If you have any humanity left, don't let our story end like this. We need you more than ever.

My family and I are facing the impossible. Without your support, we cannot afford even the simplest basics of life food, medicine, and safety. Please, don't look away. Be the light in our darkest hour. 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Your donation isn't just a gift; it is the heartbeat of our survival. Please, don't let our story end in silence give us the chance to live another day 💕

Donation link 🖇️ :

Vetted by @90-ghost ✅

🛑A plea from GAZA! 🛑

The DONATIONS we receive have STOPPED and are almost non-existent!! 🙌🏻

I am tired. I am exhausted from pleading for help, from shouting into a void that doesn't answer. For months, I’ve shared our pain, hoping someone would care, but the silence is deafening. My family and I are losing the strength to keep going. Our basic rights food, medicine, and safety have become luxuries we can no longer reach."

What more must we endure to be seen? We are human beings, not just numbers or images on your screens. If you have any humanity left, don't let our story end like this. We need you more than ever.

My family and I are facing the impossible. Without your support, we cannot afford even the simplest basics of life food, medicine, and safety. Please, don't look away. Be the light in our darkest hour. 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Your donation isn't just a gift; it is the heartbeat of our survival. Please, don't let our story end in silence give us the chance to live another day 💕

Donation link 🖇️ :

Vetted by @90-ghost ✅

Ramadan is a time of mercy and giving, but for my fragile family, it is a time of deep anxiety.

While many are preparing their tables for Iftar (breaking the fast) and Suhoor (pre-dawn meal), my family is struggling to find the bare minimum to keep us going. We are facing severe financial hardship, and the rising costs of living have left us unable to secure even the most basic food supplies.

Why We Are Reaching Out❗

My family is in a very fragile position. Due to We lost our main source of income, and my father is an elderly man unable to work. We rely primarily on your donations, we lack the means to provide even the simplest Iftar (break-fast) and Suhoor (pre-dawn meal).

Ramadan is a time when no one should have to fast out of necessity rather than faith. It is painful to watch my parents/siblings worry about hunger when they should be focusing on their prayers and spiritual connection.

We aren't asking for luxury just the dignity of a meal. Your support can help us buy: 🗨️

Basic staples: Rice, flour, and oil.

Nutritious essentials: Dates, vegetables, and protein for strength.

Peace of mind: Allowing my "fragile family" to breathe and observe this month without the crushing weight of food insecurity.

Vetted by @/90-ghost ✅

Hello, I am Nada… I never imagined I would have to ask for help like this, but our situation is stronger than us. I kindly ask you to support my father and share his story so it can reach as many people as possible. 🙏

He suffers from severe pain in his back and joints due to carrying water and heavy items every day for many years. His health condition has gotten worse recently. He is currently receiving treatment, but he still needs continuous support because of our limited resources and the difficult living conditions. 😔❤️‍🩹

The cost of treatment and medication is very high for us, and every donation no matter how small will help ease his pain and support him in continuing his treatment.

Please help him, support him, donate if you can, and share his story so he can complete his treatment and live without this constant pain.

✅Vetted by @90-ghost✅ 👉Here