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Hello, My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.

The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.

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We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.

Our Current Situation:

💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income. 🍞 Basic Needs: Food and water are becoming harder to afford with rising prices and scarce resources. 📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive. 😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.

How You Can Help:

I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $5 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.

Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.

What This Means to Us:

Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.

Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.

With all our gratitude, Mosab Elderawi and Family ❤️

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Every contribution or reblog helps bring us closer to a brighter future. Thank you for standing with us in this journey.

👉 Donation Link

Hello friends, supporters, and EveryTumblr, Today I have tragic news I want to share with you. We started our day with new evacuation orders for our displacement area 💔 This will be the 13th time of evacuating and fleeing from a real danger with my family, and everytime is harder than the previous one I almost can take my breaths, to bear a new displacement!!! Even the tents are worn out and cannot be dismantled and installed in a new place!! I really feel suffocated from this situation, and need your support to start over in a new place I appeal to the whole world to hear my and my family's mournful cry in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety

We are really tired. I am making a great effort to convey my voice to you, and your donation is not a simple thing, it is a chance of new survival for my family Amplify me by reblogging and donate if you can, please 🙏🏻

Hello, My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.

The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.

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We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.

Our Current Situation:

💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income. 🍞 Basic Needs: Food and water are becoming harder to afford with rising prices and scarce resources. 📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive. 😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.

How You Can Help:

I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $5 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.

Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.

What This Means to Us:

Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.

Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.

With all our gratitude, Mosab Elderawi and Family ❤️

✅️ Vetted by ✅️

@gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #309 )✅️

Every contribution or reblog helps bring us closer to a brighter future. Thank you for standing with us in this journey.

👉 Donation Link

Please take a moment to read my story.

I am Heba Al-Dahdouh. I currently live in the completely destroyed city of Gaza. Since the war on Gaza began on 7/1/2024, my family- my father Nasif, my mother Asmaa, and my siblings Khaled, Ahmad, Muhammad, and Malak-have been living in constant fear, crying, and suffering due to shrapnel, shells, and bullets.

We have no food, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools, no homes, no cleaning supplies, and no clothes. My school has been bombed, and my brother Khaled's university is now rubble, depriving us all of education. The war has forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents unsuitable for living, especially in winter.

Every day we live death, terror, and panic a thousand times because of the ongoing bombardment of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the start of the war, we sought refuge at my aunt's house, . Imagine: we have survived imminent death more than 20 times and have been displaced among shelters more than 13 times. My siblings and I have suffered from many illnesses due to malnutrition, and we need medication continuously.

If we stay in Gaza, we might lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza for a safe place. However, travel costs are extremely high. We need over $50,000 to leave Gaza. Due to exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, lack of security, the ongoing siege, and relentless bombardment, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity, with constant shelling and shrapnel flying above us? Dear compassionate friends around the world,

With your generous donations, even if small, you can save 7 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza filled with love, peace, and hope.

With my warmest regards from the city of Gaza,

The place where my family and I lived, filling its corners with memories and dreams. But the war left us with nothing; our home was bombed 🥺, and everything we owned turned to rubble. In the blink of an eye, we lost the place that sheltered us and the security that held us together as a family.😔

Today, we urgently need your support—not only to rebuild a place we can call ‘home’ but to regain a sense of safety and stability for my family. Every contribution, no matter how small, will help us start over and rebuild what the war destroyed.🙏🏻🍉🇵🇸

Thank you to everyone who supports us and stands by us during this difficult time. Your kindness is the hope that gives us strength to keep moving forward.🙏🏻❤️

Donate here please

Hello my friends, I am Fairuz, married and have two children. I will tell you my story. In this war and the suffering we are living, I was sleeping with my family and my two children, Ahmed and Mohammed... The morning of October 7, the fateful day that turned our lives upside down. I had a very beautiful life. My husband worked in a restaurant and we lacked nothing. My children had many toys and many clothes. We hoped and drank the most beautiful thing. I will share with you some of our pictures before and after the war... The day came that changed my life and the lives of my children. We no longer owned anything and our house was completely destroyed on the second day of the war. We escaped from it with difficulty. My child Ahmed was ten months old, Ahmed and Mohammed were 4 years old. We took a few clothes and left our destroyed house and were displaced to many places. Then we went to the south on foot, and I was carrying my child Ahmed, and the bombing and missiles were above our heads. I was very afraid for them. We were crying a lot on the way. We did not know which way to go or where to go. My children and I cried a lot on the way and went to UNRWA schools. I couldn't live there. I didn't have a place for my children and I to sit. We set up a tent and winter came to us. The weather was very cold. We didn't have blankets, bedding or anything... These were the worst days of my life. Then came the insects that filled the place from all directions. 💔 And Muhammad got hepatitis, so I was crying a lot during that period. And Ahmed got pimples that were spreading all over his body. I wished for death during that period, because I couldn't bear this suffering. Now we need blankets, movements, food, drink and cleaning tools.

These are pictures of my children and my husband before the war

I will share with you pictures of us after the war and of our devastation

https://gofund.me/3196f864

🚨 Urgent Help Needed! 🚨

In the heart of Gaza, where the echoes of war are a constant reminder of lost lives and shattered dreams, my family and I are fighting a battle for survival. My name is Mohamed, and like countless others here, my life has been turned upside down. The home I once knew, filled with laughter and memories, is now a pile of rubble. My past, present, and dreams for the future have all been crushed by the relentless conflict that surrounds us.

But amidst this chaos and devastation, there is one thing I haven't lost: my family. My parents, siblings, and I have somehow managed to survive the bombings and destruction. But survival is not living. We live each day in fear, wondering if it will be our last. We lack basic necessities—food, water, medicine, and the simple, yet essential, sense of security. Every moment feels like a desperate fight for life.

After our home was targeted and my father was injured

🎯 Why We Need Your Help

I have started a GoFundMe campaign in the hope of raising funds to support my family’s immediate needs and, ultimately, to help us escape this cycle of violence and despair. With your generous donations, I hope to provide my family with:

Basic Essentials: Food, clean water, and medical supplies to help us survive day-to-day.

Rebuilding Efforts: Helping us secure temporary shelter and essentials to rebuild our lives.

Evacuation Funds: The most urgent need is to find a safe place away from the constant threat of death and destruction.

Your Support Can Change Our Lives

Your donation, no matter how small, will not just be a monetary contribution—it will be a lifeline, a beacon of hope amidst the darkness. By supporting this campaign, you are helping to save lives, restore dignity, and offer a glimmer of hope for a future that, right now, seems almost impossible.

If you cannot donate, you can still make a difference. Sharing this blog post and the GoFundMe campaign link with your friends, family, and social networks can spread the word and inspire others to contribute.

A Message from My Heart to Yours

I know that these are challenging times for everyone, but I believe that kindness knows no borders. Every bit of help counts and brings us one step closer to safety and peace. For my family and me, your support is the difference between life and death, hope and despair.

Please join me in this fight for survival. With your help, we can overcome this tragedy and rebuild our lives, even if it’s one small step at a time.

Donate and Share: https://gofund.me/2ff43162

Thank you from the bottom of my heart. ✨❤️

Eng. Mohamed Danaf

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First of all, I'm not sure how much you've read, but Prowl has sort of a villain arc running through a lot of different comics and "Sins of the Wreckers" is about bringing out the villain side of him. So yeah, he doesn't look pretty there at all.

Now. I haven't read every single piece of comics with him but this is what he looks like to me so far.

Basically. Imagine you have a computer in your head that can calculate probabilities of success and outcomes.

And you're thinking. All right! I'm in the middle of a war, so I can use my talent to help end it!

But then you try to get everyone to listen to you and no one listens because "your ideas are too violent and good guys don't do that".

So you back down and look for another path but no one listens to you again. You say, "Guys, this is war. You can't get out of a war without getting your hands dirty, it literally doesn't work like that! Especially when our enemies are using every dishonest and dirty tactic possible. You don't get a fair fight, you just all die defending your conscience" But everyone just starts thinking you're a douche and a villain and don't sound like a real Autobot. Because the leader of the Autobots himself says, "We have to be better than the Decepticons." But you do the math, you look at the numbers and you say, "By my calculations. Your beliefs will lead you to your grave."

And you don't want your heroic idiots to die. Because you're attached to them.

So you start acting on your own without telling anyone. You make hidden deals, you plan secret missions. You do the dirty work that no one else wants to do because it goes against their moral code.

But you know that moral code will kill them, so you break your own little by little so they don't have to.

Sometimes others notice this and say you're a nasty evil type and punch you in the face. Sometimes it stays a secret and wins you a little war and a little Autobot lives.

Optimus Prime doesn't remove you from your position because even though he very much disapproves of your opinions, he understands that you are a necessary evil.

He still ignores half of your advices.

He prioritizes preserving morality over preserving the lives of your people. Your calculations say it's an absolutely terrible tactic. You slowly go insane trying to calculate an outcome that would allow the Autobots to not die and not sacrifice their naive morality.

You can't. The numbers tell you everything's going up in flames and it's weighing on you.

Then the Decepticons get you under their control. And it's an absolute bloody fiasco because you're their puppet now and they control your body to do so much damage, but none of the Autobots even try to figure it all out because they already think you're a bastard. None of them see the difference between "evil for their own good" and just evil, because they're too used to just judging you without trying to figure out why.

Your body does a lot of terrible things and betrays the Autobots. There's nothing you can do about it and you're forced to watch it happen.

The Autobots can't even recognize the moment you stopped being you because they can't see the difference.

You look at yourself and you think, "But the difference is obvious." Killing to save my people is different from killing to kill, right?

It doesn't matter anymore, because most people care about the act of killing.

i didn't really think of how the body swap even happen but i have two ideas on how it might happen tho:

1. Gigi found a potion from who knows where and accidentally spilled it to Rodger and Glisten's dinners (the plates were next to each other) and in the morning they woke up with swapped bodies