Deadline 12 June

Subject: Collecting the money to buy the medicine to my elderly parents

Current process:

USD 16,145 / $17,065

Vatted by @90-ghost

Vatted by @sar-soor

Vatted by @fairuzfan

My heart is breaking. We still need $920 to buy the medications that keep my mother and father alive. They are elderly, sick, and depend on these medicines every day. I try to stay strong in front of them, but inside I am terrified. I cannot bear the thought of watching their health decline simply because we cannot afford the treatment they need.💔

I keep staring at the remaining amount and wondering how I can save them. Yet if only 37 people donated $25 each, we could reach our goal. For many, $25 may be a small expense, but for my parents it could mean receiving the medicine that helps them continue their fight against illness.

Please, I am begging you, do not scroll past our plea. Imagine your mother or father needing medication and you being unable to provide it. Imagine watching them grow weaker while feeling completely helpless. That is the reality I am living every day.😔

Every donation, no matter how small, brings hope to my family. Please help us protect my parents and give them a chance to continue their treatment. We are desperately holding on, praying that compassionate people will hear our cry and stand beside us in this difficult moment.🙏💔😔

My baby sister is fighting for her life.

She is only a child, yet she has already endured displacement, fear, and serious health challenges.

Our family is doing everything possible to help her receive the care she needs, but we cannot do it alone.

No child should have to face these circumstances.

One share can help us reach someone who is able to help.

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and he does.

eventually.

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hungry eyes look on in twisted rapture as you struggle in his lap, thick knuckles loosely cradling his pen. the stack of papers all but forgotten as he raps the golden clip against the expensive mahogany; a steady, mocking rhythm that serves to unsettle you even more.

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…until kempt nails scrape the delicate underside of your stomach.

immediately, you clench— any semblance of self-control utterly thrown out the window. your heart rate spiking when an unknown hand casually slips between your legs.

lithe fingers glaringly absent of jewelry wordlessly trace the shape of your puffy folds, bracing their palm against the fur of your mound, carding through the frothy mess now pooling at the base of his cock and you jerk- letting out a strangled sob when those moistened fingertips circle back to your clit-

they're also claiming that one abductee currently in the ICU "deliberately ran head-first into a brick wall." this, after one agent told a healthcare worker that the abductee "got his shit rocked."