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Hello friends, it's me, Ahmed again. I need your help. I almost lost my life last time while looking for work because the place was directly bombed. I'm a university student about to graduate. I lost everything in the war, and I support myself, my younger brother, and my family. I tried to find work, but to no avail. I'm looking for a scholarship to continue my studies. We've been deprived of all our rights. Please don't deprive me of my most basic rights: the right to education, to live, and to eat healthy, good food. I'm searching for a way to support myself. You may not be able to provide financial support, but you can share this. Let's not be a cause of destruction. Please try to support us in any way you can.

My tent is dilapidated and tattered, unfit for human habitation, and extremely hot. I need your help and support.

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Hello friends, I am Yasmin from northern Gaza Strip. I am 27 years old, a mother of two children, Sila and Youssef, and I have been married for more than 7 years.

I was studying Journalism and Media at the University College, and I had both a home and a job. But because of the war, I lost my home, my work, and everything I owned.

My family’s house was also destroyed, and now we have nothing left except a worn-out tent whose torn walls cannot protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter.

My husband is injured. He was involved in a traffic accident while trying to get aid, and he is now disabled and unable to work.

My children have suffered from malnutrition due to the lack of food and proper nutrition.

That is why I am only asking for your help and support. I am here trying to save what is left of my children’s lives. They are between life and death.

Please, try to support us and donate whatever you can.

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I don't know how much time my mother has left.

Today is the final deadline to pay for her treatment. We urgently need $700, but we have only raised $100 so far.

I am standing here with nothing but fear and helplessness. Watching the person I love most suffer while being unable to save her is a pain I cannot put into words.

I am begging you—if you are able to donate, please don't wait. And if you can't, please share this appeal. It may reach someone who can give my mother the chance she desperately needs.

Even a small donation today could make the difference between my mother receiving her treatment and losing an opportunity that may never come again.

Please don't pass by this message in silence. Every minute brings us closer to a moment I am terrified of facing.

Donate now, because your help could be the reason my baby Qais stays alive.

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17% of the way funded so far €12,226 raised of €75K 588 donations total as of July 1st, 7:33AM EST

Fundraising on tumblr is survival. When tumblr deletes the blogs of people in Gaza, that is participation in genocide. It is unconscionable.

My friend Fadel's account has been banned again yesterday. He is extremely sad and exhausted at this treatment. Fadel's new blog is @fadell-aldany. Please follow him there and send him a message of encouragement. He has been on tumblr for years and has lost all of his connections.

He has been repeatedly hospitalized this month because his blood count is so low from going too long without his blood medication and proper nutrition. He desperately needs funds, and he cannot raise them if no one finds his blog. Fadel's campaign (gazavetters #197) is hosted by a friend of mine. I am texting with Fadel right now as I type this, and I personally can confirm that this new account is really him.

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My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.

I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.

After we got married, I received the news that I was pregnant with my daughter, and I live in constant fear for my unborn child. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and bitter cold. We have been displaced from our home more than nine times, carrying with us nothing but the burden of loss and the hope of survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely protects us from the rain and cold.How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?

After a long pregnancy filled with pain and fear, after nights without sleep, I finally gave birth to my baby girl. She was born in the middle of bombing, surrounded by destruction and poverty—not in a warm room, not in a safe place. Her first cry mixed with the sound of explosions, as if she was announcing her arrival into a cruel world she never chose.

I gave birth to her with nothing but my heart. I cannot promise her anything. Poverty surrounds us from every side, and the cold reaches her tiny body before night even comes. My baby and I are suffering deeply, not because we ask for much, but because I am unable to provide her with the most basic needs: milk, warmth, and safety.

When I look into her eyes, I feel strength. When I look at my empty hands, I break down in tears. I am a mother trying to save her child from hunger and fear, in a world that has shown no mercy even to the dreams of children.😢🥹

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