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please donate as much as you can because that helps me a lot. If you cannot donate, tell people about my suffering.

❗This is not just a headline. It’s our reality.

No food. No medicine. No safe place left.

We cry out in every language, hoping someone hears us:

غزة تموت جوعاً

Gaza is starving to death

Gaza meurt de faim

Gaza se muere de hambre

Gaza verhungert

Gaza sta morendo di fame

Газа умирает от голода

加沙正在饿死

ガザは飢えで死にかけている

가자는 굶어 죽어가고 있다

Gazze açlıktan ölüyor

गाज़ा भूख से मर रहा है

Gaza está morrendo de fome

Gaza sekarat karena kelaparan

غزہ بھوک سے مر رہا ہے

غزه از گرسنگی در حال مرگ است

Η Γάζα πεθαίνει από την πείνα

Gaza svälter ihjäl

🆘 Please don’t scroll past this.

Every share, every donation, every voice counts.

Vetted!!!

(#167 on the verified fundraiser list by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi) (but we had to make a new gfm campaign cuz our old organizer stopped contacting us).

Last night, we barely survived…

Gaza was burning under relentless bombardment with every kind of weapon. Entire neighborhoods were destroyed within hours.

We were forced to flee our place of residence in the north, and we spent the night on the street until — with great difficulty — we found a car to take us to the south at a heavy price. We carried with us fear, exhaustion, hunger, and suffering, yet still no real safety.

📌 Today, for the first time, a UN investigative committee has officially confirmed that Israel is committing genocide in Gaza. This is not just a report — it is a testimony to the death, displacement, and destruction we endure every single day.

We are living this genocide moment by moment… our lives are hanging by a thread.

Please, help us survive. Your donation could save my family from hunger and homelessness. 🙏🇵🇸

👉 Share, comment, and reblog so our voices are not silenced.

Vetted:

•For over a year, our campaign has been vetted by several documenters, yet our cries for help continue to be ignored.

•We are a family of 10 people, relying on your humanity to save us.

•We do not even have a tent to shelter in; we sleep on the bare ground under the open sky.

•As winter approaches, the freezing nights are already threatening our children.

•Buying food has become nearly impossible due to the lack of donations and support.

•The sounds of bombings and explosions surround us constantly, shaking our heads and filling us with terror.

🙏 Saving us today could mean the difference between life and death.

We plead with you with whatever strength we have left — please do not abandon us.

A shocking piece of news for me as a mother expecting her baby in the coming days.🙏👇👇💔😢

🔗 [https://gofund.me/69d9ed7c]

✅vetted! #14 on gazavetters listed here

✅Vetted! #6 on @/gaza-evacuation-funds list here, #451 on vetted list by el-shab-hussien, MohAyesh and Nabulsi,

✅ vetted by bilal-sala7,Gaza Fundraiser List Number #20

I will turn thirteen next September. Before October 7, I lived a stable and quiet life. I went to my private school, learned, practiced my hobbies, and spent my free time playing football. I excelled at it and trained hard until I became a professional striker.

I was passionate about playing football and aspired to play in the world's top teams. But my dream was completely destroyed, along with my home, school, and playground. Everything was converted to rubble, and the features of the place where I grew up were disappeared.

Me and my family's life changed, turning into a deadly struggle to find food, shelter, and escape the genocide.

But i didn't despair and continued to exercise wherever I was displaced so as not to lose what remained of my dream.

I believe that you will not leave us alone without your help .

I appeal to you and remind you of your humanity to give a helping hand to me and my family so that we can find a chance to live in this deadly darkness.

This opportunity requires high expenses, because of the scarcity of resources and the high cost of living.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #669 )✅️

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.

Deadline 7 October

Subject: Collecting money to buy food and medicine to my parents

Current process:

USD 7,077 / $8,077

Vatted by @90-ghost

Vatted by @sar-soor

Vatted by @fairuzfan

Since we were forced to flee from Gaza to the south , my family and I have been living in a small tent in the south of Gaza. This tent is the only shelter we have, yet it offers almost no protection from the cold nights or the burning heat of the day. Inside, the ground is our bed, and there is nothing to keep my elderly parents comfortable. It breaks my heart to see them already weak and in fragile health lying on the bare ground, struggling with every new day.

We are in desperate need of food, clean water, and medicine for them. The prices here are impossibly high, and I cannot afford to give them even the most basic things they need to survive. Every moment, I fear for their health, and I feel helpless watching them suffer inside this thin piece of cloth we call a home.

Please, I am asking from the depth of my heart: help us bring a little comfort to my parents' lives. Your support will not just provide food, water, and medicine-it will give them dignity and relief in these darkest of days. Even the smallest contribution can make a world of difference for us.

Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.

I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.

Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.

On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.

We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.

A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.

Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.

Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.

The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.

Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.

We Don’t Know What Comes Next There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.

How You Can Help I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:

Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.

Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.

I am a mother collapsing under the weight of injustice… My child went into surgery for four long hours, and the doctor came out with words that have no excuse: “The operation failed.”

It wasn’t only the surgeon who failed — the whole world failed my child who was left hungry, the system failed to provide food and vitamins, and hearts were absent when he needed warmth and care.

His body is as fragile as a twig in a storm; his big eyes cling to me and I cannot return him to being a healthy child because I cannot afford the treatment that might heal him. The doctor said: “Immune therapy is the only thing that will save him” — but that treatment is far beyond my financial means.

I beg you: where can I find the money for a life? Where do I buy my child a chance to breathe?

I feel injustice devouring us: hunger, poverty, neglect… all of it allowing the slow death of an innocent child in terrible silence.

I write with the last of my heart: if there is any mercy in you, if there is any help in your hands, please save what is left of my child.

I do not ask for luxury, I do not ask for adornment — I only ask for a simple life for a soul that does not deserve this fate.

Please, before it’s too. late…

Verified : @90-ghost

Verified:@bilal-salaho

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #576 )✅️

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I am Falestine, Jad Al-Haq, I am 37 years old, married, and I have a eight-month-old child named Youssef. I gave birth to him during the war during very harsh conditions that no human being can bear. I moved from the hospital immediately after giving birth to the tent in which we were staying after we were displaced to it after the Israeli bulldozers completely bulldozed my house. and my suffering did not start from here. Rather, it began since the beginning of the war, and I am still suffering. I cannot provide enough milk for my baby or diapers. Even medicines and vitamins are not available.

I ask you for your urgent help in disseminating the link to my family and communicating it to people interested and able to help us.  I didn't want to do it, but the tragic situation we are living in is what pushed me to do it.  I feel sad and helpless, after we had everything, we are now homeless on the streets, living in a tent next to a dilapidated public toilet and there is sewage, dirt and waste everywhere, we sleep on it!  We suffer from terrible heat, insects, scorpions, the danger of death, bombs and missiles, in addition to hunger of course, the danger of pollution and terrible diseases, especially the digestive, respiratory and reproductive systems!

.  My father and mother could not bear it any longer. My father had a stroke after losing his home and his place of work, and my mother suffers from chronic diseases and needs treatment.

  Do you have the right to imagine that when you spend your life building for yourself and your children to live a decent life, all of this disappears in the blink of an eye, and now when you reach the age where you should rest, you are forced to start again!!?  But the most important thing now is to try to survive and protect your children from all the factors of death that surround us!  I ask everyone who has humanity or conscience to feel our situation and put themselves in our place.  How can someone who has lived with dignity all his life accept this?  We are slowly dying every day.

Your donation, no matter how small, can have a big impact.  It can provide a meal for my little one, a clean bottle of water, or a moment of safety under these difficult circumstances.  Every donation brings with it a ray of hope, alleviating our suffering and giving us the strength to face a new day.

I ask you to donate and support the steadfastness of the Gazan people, and share this campaign with your friends and families.  Together, we can make a difference and help my family get through this ordeal.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your generosity and support.

Warm greetings,

Falestine

between relentless bombing and the fear that never leaves our hearts. Each night falls upon us as if it could be our last, and we do not know if we will live to see the morning or be counted among the dead. I cry out from a heart heavy with pain: is there no one who hears us? Is there no one who can reach out and save our lives? Please, for the sake of your humanity, for the mercy within your hearts, help me and my family before this darkness consumes us.