I think most of you have seen my posts before at this point so I'll cut to the chase we are 2 months behind on rent and our landlord is going to file for eviction any day this week. I really didn't want to come on here and ask for a large sum of money but we've been in talks with the maintenance here for weeks and they've been patient with us as we try to figure things out but between utilities, medical bills, student loans, and basic necessities we just haven't been able to make much of a dent in the backrent we owe and are really running out of time so I am making this post as a last attempt to avoid eviction. I can show paper proof of all this to anyone who needs it I'm just reluctant to post personal documents on the public web. Literally anything helps and I will update in the replies starting with what I received yesterday after getting groceries and gas. Thank you sm if you took the time to read this and to anyone who shares and donates I know many of us are going through the same shit rn. I would love to provide coding/theme help or draw for anyone who donates just send me an ask!

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My home was destroyed and my husband lost his work as a driver. He had a water truck and used it to spread water to people in need, but it was destroyed alongside my home. I have evacuated many times. The first evacuation was at Deir el balah and I stayed there for more than 4 months. And now I've evacuated again to Anusirat camp and I don't know where could be the next evacuation.

I need your support to help me and to save my son (Adam) from this violence. I need to have a safe life with my small family. Due to the high prices of traveling here from the only border I do this link to help me and my husband evacuate from Gaza Strip forever to seek our future.

I truly appreciate you taking the time to read this. If you can’t donate, even sharing this post could help us reach someone who can. Every reblog is a reminder that we’re not alone, and your kindness—big or small—means everything. ❤️

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Hello, my name is Mosab, and I live in Gaza with my family. War has left us with nothing—we’ve lost 25 family members, our home, and our sense of safety. Each day is a fight for survival.

💔 We are struggling to afford basic needs like food, water, and shelter. 😢 Our loss is immense, but we hold onto hope. 🙏 Even the smallest help makes a big difference.

We have raised $809 so far, but we still have a long way to go toward our $90,000 goal. If you can donate, it would mean the world. If not, sharing this post could help us reach someone who can.

Thank you for standing with us in these times.

Eight months ago, we never imagined our situation would become this desperate. When we started our campaign, we hoped for love, support, and a chance to escape the horrors of war. It is heartbreaking to ask for help in this way, but we are left with no other choice. We’ve raised only 8,570 CAD out of 30,000 CAD needed for us to find safety, and our situation has grown more desperate.

We’ve lost loved ones, our home, and live in constant fear. My elderly parents need urgent medical care, and our children have no access to education or a safe life.

We have no other hope but your kindness. Your help can provide us safety, medical treatment, and a chance to rebuild. Please, support us and share our story—your compassion can change our lives.

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this is his gofundme. Please donate at least 115 SEK!!!!! KEEP THE EXCHANGE RATE IN MIND thats only 10$!

I am Widad Alsbakhi from Palestine, Gaza Strip, married with 5 children, living in Gaza and currently living with my children in a very small displacement tent, after our beautiful home was destroyed by the damned war. We are currently living in very difficult conditions, seeing death before our eyes every day and every moment, as every day represents a new challenge to survive, as my children lack safety and the most important basics of life such as good food, clean water and clothes that protect them from the bitter cold, I hope you will help me and stand by me to save my children, as I and my children are in a state of fear and panic from what we are living now. Your sympathy and mercy for my situation will give me and my children the opportunity and hope to live again after we lost everything in life, and I am certain that you understand the magnitude of the tragedy we are living. I ask you to contribute to saving us. We are in dire need of your support and standing by us, to be part of the hope in this darkness that surrounds us. Please allow me to have this opportunity, and you will be the reason for making a real difference in my children's smiles.

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Five-year-old Mariam,🕊with her bright pink backpack and tiny hands clutching a red rose, was ready to head to her KG2 class. It was a Saturday morning, October 7, and Mariam was filled with excitement and pride for reaching the next stage of her education. She wanted to surprise her kind teacher with that little rose. But in an instant, her world — our world — was torn apart.

Without warning, the skies filled with the sounds of explosions. The joyful morning turned into a nightmare of dust, fear, and destruction. Her preschool was shattered, her teacher’s life taken, and our neighborhood became a place of ruin. That single day marked the beginning of a relentless assault on Gaza — a place where childhood dreams, laughter, and innocence were erased in moments.

I am Khaled Ismail, a 41-year-old father, and my wife Rasha is 32. We live in Gaza with our three children. Our youngest, beautiful Mariam🕊, is just five years old. Our eldest, Walid, 12, is a boy full of dreams, always hoping to become an inventor. And in the middle, there’s Karim, our 10-year-old, whose laughter and jokes used to brighten our darkest days.

But the war has left scars that words cannot heal. The day of the first airstrike changed everything. Rubble covered their toys, and black dust filled the air. The sound of my children’s cries mixed with the chaos of families running for their lives. We left our home that day, desperately searching for safety. But every step, every shelter, brought only more destruction.

For a year now, we have been displaced, moving from one place to another, only to be met with more violence. Today, our home is nothing more than a frail tent. It offers no shelter from the burning heat of summer or the biting cold of winter. My children’s small bodies are battered by this reality — malnutrition, intestinal infections, heat stroke, and even hepatitis are constant threats.

I have nothing left to change our situation. My children have lost everything. I have lost everything. Their childhood is buried under the rubble, their dreams replaced by survival, and their once-joyful laughter now a faint memory.

I am humbly reaching out to you with a plea to help us escape this endless nightmare. Our dream is simple: to find safety, to give our children a chance at life, to give Mariam and her brothers a future. With every dollar, you offer a glimmer of hope, a step closer to a place where they can finally be children again.

Please, be the reason my family finds peace. Your support, even just one dollar, can make all the difference. Together, we can turn this story of despair into one of hope and resilience. Start today, and be a part of the miracle we need.

Help Mariam🕊. Help my family. Let us find a place to live with dignity and hope. Thank you for reading, and thank you for caring.

Only $611 CAD raised of $30K target! (2%)