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I have a back injury and need surgery and intensive physical therapy. I need your support and donations; they would help me a lot. Please don't abandon us during these difficult times.

I need your help to be able to walk again. I need to buy medicine and care for my children to keep them safe. My family in Gaza also needs constant help; they are living under constant threat of annihilation, hunger, and exorbitant prices in very difficult conditions. Your donation, even a small one, makes a huge difference and helps my children and family. Please donate or share this post.

Doctors have decided that next Wednesday I must undergo surgery at a private hospital to break up my kidney stones and remove the stent inside my body.

I have been suffering every single day, and the pain is becoming unbearable. 😔

The surgery costs $950, and I truly have no way to afford it alone.

Any donation, no matter how small, can help save me from this constant pain and give me a chance to heal.And if you cannot donate, please share my story — your share could reach someone who can help. 🤍

Please, be the reason I can finally receive treatment and live without pain.Donate or share 🙏

We’re not asking for the impossible… just don’t leave us alone in the dark. Listen to your heart, maybe you can be the reason we survive. Even the smallest kindness could give us another chance at life.

My child “Moamen” urgently needs two surgeries (adenoids and tonsils removal). He is struggling to breathe and his condition is getting worse. We need $865 this week for the operations. I cannot afford it alone.

🙏 Any donation, even small, can save my child🙏 Sharing this post also helps a lot

Thank you for your kindness 🤍

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Please I just wanna save my kids , help us and don't leave us alone. Please🙏

I am Nisreen, a mother of three children from Gaza. We lost everything in the war. My husband was injured in the war and he cannot work. We are living in a state of hunger and displacement. Help me save my children from death. If you can help, do please even if a little, it helps

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We are living a nightmare we never imagined 😭💔

In Gaza, nothing is normal, and safety is just an illusion. My little sister was simply walking home from school, thinking about her day, her dreams, her future… when suddenly, a violent airstrike hit near her. In a single moment, everything changed. A piece of shrapnel struck her in the head.😔

She fell to the ground, covered in blood. We found her not moving and since that moment, our lives have been frozen in fear.

Now she is in the ICU, unconscious, fighting between life and death. I can’t describe the pain of seeing her like this my sister, who was laughing just hours before, is now connected to machines, barely breathing.

Doctors told us she urgently needs surgery to remove the shrapnel from her head. Without it we might lose her forever.

We need $1,200 immediately. Every minute matters. Every second could be the difference between life and death.

Please… don’t scroll past this. I’m begging you from the bottom of my heart don’t let her die. She is not just a number, not just another story from Gaza. She is a daughter, a dreamer, a child who deserves to live.

We have nothing left but hope and your kindness

Even the smallest donation could save her life. Please stand with us. Please help us bring her back.🙏😔💔

I don’t want to lose my sister… I can’t 😭💔

Current process : USD 14,136 / $15,336

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My health is getting worse every day; I feel like my stomach is on fire.

Due to food shortages, lack of medicine and treatment, and the closure of border crossings.

My family and I were diagnosed with malnutrition.

Insurance for the necessary and essential treatments for my health and the treatment of my baby child.

Please help quickly before it's too late.

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Just If 25 people donated 20 euros each, we would be able to secure the necessary medication for my family.

Save my health, help us buy the necessary medicine.

It means losing one of the most valuable things a person can have in life: privacy. A thin piece of fabric separates you from the outside world—it does not block sound or provide real cover. You cannot speak, not even in a whisper, without being heard by neighbors and passersby.

It also means that even the most basic human needs become a source of distress. Going to relieve oneself is no longer a comfort, but an experience filled with embarrassment. Many people have even reduced their food and water intake just to avoid using the bathroom, which has led to illnesses that weaken their bodies and drain their strength.

Living in a tent means being constantly drenched in sweat, day and night. With the severe water shortages we face and the lack of cleaning supplies, skin diseases spread and suffering increases.

A tent is a place of illness, hardship, and oppression. I do not say this to spread despair, but we must not romanticize life in tents—it is, in many ways, a slow death. A tent can feel like a grave for the living.

As for my need today, it is something I feel shy to ask for: I need a 1000-liter water tank for the bathroom so that my family can meet their basic needs with dignity.