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I am Inas, a mother of two young children: Muhammad, 7 years old, and Hala, 5 years old. They should have been living their childhood like all children—safe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from us😭😭😭

Six months ago, my husband Anas, a kind-hearted man who endured a life of poverty, was killed by a random shell while on his way to work as a taxi driver. Since that tragic day, I’ve been left to carry the unbearable weight of life alone.

I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. We’ve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.

My young children face relentless hunger that weakens their fragile bodies and a cold that knows no mercy for their small hearts. Each day, their cries for warmth and food grow louder, and each day, I feel more helpless to provide them with even the basics of life💔😭😭

I appeal to your humanity, to your compassion. We need your help to survive, to find a safe shelter, and to feed my children. Your generosity could be the reason Muhammad and Hala continue to live and find hope amidst this darkness🥹

Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world

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We urgently need to buy a tent — this is about survival, not comfort. We haven’t received any donations, and the situation is getting worse.

Even a small donation can save us. If you can’t donate, please share.

Have you ever tried living for two full years in a makeshift tent that protects you from neither the scorching heat of summer nor the freezing cold of winter?

Have you lived without clean water, without proper food, in a place that isn’t suitable for human beings?

We are living in tragic conditions. We barely eat enough to keep hunger away, and whatever food we find is nothing close to what a human body needs.

Have you ever been in severe pain that feels like your body is tearing apart simply because there is no medicine? And when medicine does appear, it is either a rare miracle or sold at a price we can never afford.

Our life has become something that words cannot fully describe.

We are suffering every moment, in every part of daily life. And asking for help is not easy for me, but our reality is far harsher than anything we can face alone.

Your kindness, your humanity, your support are the only things keeping us going. Without your help, I don’t know how we would have survived these months.

Please continue supporting my family by donating and sharing this post.

We are in desperate need, especially for my ill father whose medicine has become nearly impossible to secure.

Your generosity is the only light we have left.

📌This is my new account on Suhffed, after the beneficiary’s account was banned on GoFundMe, and the alternative account on Ko-fi was also banned.

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Hello, my name sooad Muhammad, I am a 61-year-old mother and former school teacher from Gaza💔

After the army entered the city, we went out to Rafah under the attack of planes and missiles.And the bullets that spare no one, we lived in torn tents that did not protect from the heat, the cold, or the rain. All the words in the world cannot describe what we have lived through. All I want is for you to look at me and my family with a merciful heart and help me.

Before October 7th, I lived a humble life, dedicated to teaching and raising my children. But everything changed. Since that day, my family and I have been living in unimaginable conditions—without electricity, without clean water, without safety.

Our home was destroyed, and we now sleep in a torn tent, exposed to the freezing cold. My children cry from hunger and fear. The markets are empty or unaffordable. Bread is now a luxury—I knead pasta just to make something to fill their stomachs

Please open your heart and stand with us in this time of despair.

We are not asking for much—just a chance to survive. A blanket for the cold. A piece of bread. A roof that does not leak. A moment of peace for my children

I am humbly asking for your help. Your donation, no matter how small, can give us warmth, food, and hope. It can help us survive these dark days and rebuild a life with dignity.

Your support means the world to me and my family.

Please donate 🙏

All the destruction that you see, we live every day a hundred times, and we live hunger, death, and a life that has no taste of life

Donate now🙏🏼

Please, I am asking for your prayers, your support, and your donations. Even the smallest help can save me and allow me to return to my children who have no one but me.❤️‍🩹

Please share this post so more people can see it and help us. Your kindness could be the reason I make it through this operation and reunite with my children.🥺🙏🏼

life has a way of testing how much love we can hold, and how much hope we can rebuild.

thank you to everyone who helped me cover the cost of my son Hisham’s dental treatment 🤍

your kindness meant more than I can ever say.

now, my other little boy, Mo’men, needs two surgeries at a private hospital — it costs around $500.

I’m trying not to lose hope, but it’s hard watching your child in pain.

I also have a skull fracture myself, and every day is a fight to afford both treatment and food for my kids — around $50 a day.

if you can help, even a little, please do.

if you can’t, just keep us in your prayers.

sometimes kindness travels farther than money ever could. 💫

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My name is Ahmad , and I am a 14-year-old resident of Khan Younis, within the Gaza Strip. I am reaching out to you in hopes of bringing aid to my family and others in our community during these incredibly challenging times. We are deeply humbled by the generosity and support of those who have already contributed, and words cannot fully convey our gratitude for the hope you have given us in moments when despair feels overwhelming.

My goal is to raise $20,000 to help cover the urgent needs of my family and secure essential supplies for others in our community. The funds will be used to provide for my father, (50 years), my mother, (42 years), my sister (16 years), and various families who are suffering from the crisis.

As winter approaches, we are in desperate need of shelter, warm clothing, food, clean water, and medical supplies. Tents and winter supplies are critical for survival, especially for families with young children and the elderly.

The cost of daily necessities has skyrocketed, and our limited resources are quickly depleting. Access to even the most basic items is increasingly restricted, leaving us to struggle against mounting prices and a scarcity of goods. The recent escalation at Rafah Crossing last May has compounded these challenges, making essential goods prohibitively expensive. Additionally, my father, who was the breadwinner of our family, has lost his job, leaving us in an incredibly fragile situation.

The funds raised will be allocated as follows:

* Purchasing tents and winter supplies for families in need, including my own

* Providing food and clean water for those who are struggling

* Covering basic life necessities such as medical supplies and warm clothing for my family and others in need

We plan to distribute these supplies directly to families in our community, ensuring that your generous donations reach those who require assistance the most.

Thank you for your patience, compassion, and unwavering humanity. Your support means the world to us, providing a glimmer of hope as we brace ourselves against these relentless hardships. Your kindness has become a beacon of light, helping us face the harsh reality of our daily lives.

With heartfelt appreciation.

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My name is Saja. I’m a woman from Gaza, married, and a mother to a little girl who still doesn’t understand why we don’t have bread or why we live in constant darkness. I used to study online, hoping to build a better future for my family. But the war has taken that away. The internet is gone. Electricity is unstable. And now, even food has started disappearing from our homes.

Flour is incredibly scarce, and prices are unbelievably high. We wait in long lines, hoping for just a small bag of flour—and often leave with nothing. Everything has become a struggle... even the simplest things: bread, clean water, and safety.

We try to stay strong, to hold onto the little we have, but life in Gaza today needs a miracle.

I write these words with a heavy heart—not seeking pity, but because I truly need your help. I just want to continue my education, provide food for my daughter, and protect the little hope I have left.

Your presence, your support—even a kind word—means the world to us. Every donation, every share, every prayer makes a real difference in my life.

My name is Abdulmajid.

I got married one month before the war. Those were beautiful days — full of hope, love, and simple dreams. I dreamed of a small home, a quiet family, and a baby girl I could hold without fear.

But the war came… Suddenly. Brutally.

My mother was killed. My brother was killed. Children in my family were taken by the bombs. My home was destroyed. And my work stopped completely.

Then… in the middle of this nightmare, my baby girl was born. A tiny soul, innocent, unaware of the war. She cries from hunger, from cold, from the sounds of bombs shaking what’s left of our walls.

Today, I’m a father with almost nothing… Fighting every day to find flour, milk, or even a small meal to feed my child.

Prices are sky-high — a single 25kg bag of flour can cost $800. There is no work. No income. No safety. No stability.

I write this from under siege, hoping my heart will reach yours.

Even $1 can make a difference. It can feed a child, buy milk, or bring a moment of peace. Be the heart that reaches Gaza. Be the hand that saves.

📌 Please share this post. Let our voices be heard — not buried under rubble.

On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.

On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah

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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.

We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.

We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.

No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.

We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?

fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.

Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help