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Deadline 14 June

Subject : collecting money for my father's emergency operation in his head

Current process :

USD 1,699 / $2,513

Vetted by @sar-soor

Vetted by @opencommunion

Vetted by @el-shab-hussein

Urgent Appeal for My Father’s Life 💔

I am begging you from the bottom of my heart, please do not scroll past my father’s suffering.

My father was seriously injured in the head after a nearby bombardment. The injury is severe, and his condition is getting worse. Doctors have told us that he urgently needs surgery as soon as possible to prevent further deterioration and potentially save his life.

We are devastated and completely unable to afford the cost of the operation. The surgery costs $1,200. So far, we have managed to collect $386, but there is still $814 remaining, and we must raise it as quickly as possible before it is too late.

Every moment we wait puts my father at greater risk.

This appeal was originally posted on 30 May 2026, and we are still urgently continuing our effort to gather the remaining amount.

Please, I am pleading with you. If you can donate, no matter how small the amount, you could help save my father’s life. If you cannot donate, please share this appeal with others. Every share may reach someone who can help.

I cannot bear the thought of losing my father because we could not gather the money for his treatment in time. Watching him suffer while feeling helpless is a pain I cannot describe.

Please, help us give him a chance to survive and recover.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

My mother is still in the ICU, and her condition is getting worse.

I am terrified that my next update won't be asking for help.

My mother is still in the ICU, fighting for her life. We still need $200 TODAY for her treatment.

Just 10 people donating $20 can make this happen.

Every day I told myself maybe tomorrow people will stand by me, maybe someone will understand my pain, but unfortunately, I feel like I'm screaming alone.. 💔💔

I've managed to gather a small amount, not even enough to get started, and with each passing day I feel more and more that the world has lost its mercy, that people have no conscience towards someone whose future has been destroyed by circumstances beyond their control.. 💔💔💔

The worst feeling a person can experience is feeling like a beggar… and I never imagined I'd reach that point.

I didn't ask for luxury or a life of extravagance; I'm simply trying to get back to work and live with dignity, thanks to the years of hard work and sacrifice I've made.

The injustice I suffered today… could happen to any of us tomorrow... 💔💔💔

And no one can guarantee they won't experience the same oppression and helplessness I'm living through today. This might be the last time I'm appealing to you… If you can't donate, at least share my story; maybe it will reach someone with a conscience and some kindness still in their heart.

Because I'm truly exhausted… and tired of feeling let down by everyone... 💔💔💔

This campaign was shared by @90-ghost here

Know that illness, hunger, fear, and siege have defeated us while we cried for help every single day and no one heard us.

I will never forget the people who watched my wife collapse day after day, her teeth falling out from malnutrition and illness, her body growing weaker before my eyes, yet they chose silence and kept scrolling as if nothing was happening.

I feel broken and ashamed as I beg strangers every day just to buy her medicine and some food for my daughters and children, but the war has stolen everything from us, even our dignity.

I want nothing from this world except to see my wife recover and smile again, and for my daughters to live safely beside their mother away from fear and pain.

Please any donation no matter how small, could help save her life today. Do not leave us alone.

Now the heat is coming and we have nothing to wear.

My job here in Gaza barely covers basic expenses and isn't enough for these kinds of costs.

I need your help so we can get by with this small amount. Thank you to everyone who helps or shares this.

PAYPAL Donation

Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #715 )✅️

👇🙏💔

Since the beginning of the war until today, we haven’t even received half a tent to replace it.

I’m writing this knowing I have more than 2,200 people here… if just 90 people chose to help with $10, we could secure a new tent for my family.

Link to our campaign & verification in bio.

And if anyone can help me connect with any initiative or organization that provides tents, I would be deeply grateful.

She has suffered from a lack of milk, diapers, and even food. Hunger does not spare a child her age. She cries and says, “Mama, I want chicken.” I smile in front of her so she won’t see me breaking inside. I open a can of luncheon meat and tell her, “This is chicken,” while my heart is quietly shattering.

She has been deprived of play… She asks for the simplest things: “I want a bike, I want a toy car,” but I have nothing to give her. So she plays in the sand, creating a world out of dust to replace the childhood that was taken from her.

She has even been deprived of sleep… The night is not a time of rest for her, but of fear. She wakes up terrified by the sound of dogs coming near the tents, screaming and crying, and I cannot calm her. And if she manages to fall asleep for a moment, the fleas return to bite her small body, waking her again in pain and tears.

What has this little angel, only three and a half years old, done to deserve all this suffering?

Look at her… how she cries from the pain of flea bites, and how she eats greedily when she sees chicken—even the bones—because of deprivation.

This is not a story… this is the life of a child being stripped of her most basic rights before the eyes of the world.

Lin does not need sympathy… she needs a life.

She needs safety, food, peaceful sleep, and a childhood she deserves

Save Lin… and save children like her before pain steals what remains of their innocence.

https://chuffed.org/project/173104-save-my-family-in-gaza✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, m ( #739 )✅️

It begins with a simple question that breaks my heart every morning:

“Dad, will we eat today?”

I look into their small faces and try to smile, even though I don’t have a clear answer.

The war did not only take our home, it took our safety, my work, and even the simplest things children deserve.

My children once dreamed of school, books, and notebooks.

Today, their biggest dream is a warm meal and a night that passes without fear.

I try to be strong in front of them, but the truth is that I feel helpless when I cannot provide them with food or help them continue their education.

I am not asking for much…

All I want is a chance to feed my children and help them keep learning, so their childhood is not lost between war and need.

If my words reach you, please know that your help could mean a meal for a hungry child or a book for a child who still dreams of the future.

Every act of kindness, no matter how small, can make a real difference in my children’s lives.

Today is the first day the border with Egypt has opened on a trial basis.

We do not know if it will remain open.

But for the first time since the war began, there is a fragile chance.

A chance to seek proper medical care for my father.

My father has been ill since the beginning of the war.

He has been living on painkillers while his condition worsened.

Doctors now say he urgently needs advanced medical tests

and surgery on the arteries leading to his brain.

If the border remains open, we may finally be able to find treatment outside Gaza.

If it closes again, this chance may disappear.

At the same time, my family and I still have no source of income.

We are struggling every day to afford food, water, electricity, and basic necessities.

Medical care, travel, and treatment bring additional costs we cannot manage alone.

This campaign is not about sympathy.

It is about timing.

It is about not missing the only window we may have to save my father’s life.

If you can donate, please do.

If you cannot, sharing this post helps more than you know.

Thank you for reading.

Thank you for standing with us. 🇵🇸🤍

Today is the first day the border with Egypt has opened on a trial basis.

We do not know if it will remain open.

But for the first time since the war began, there is a fragile chance.

A chance to seek proper medical care for my father.

My father has been ill since the beginning of the war.

He has been living on painkillers while his condition worsened.

Doctors now say he urgently needs advanced medical tests

and surgery on the arteries leading to his brain.

If the border remains open, we may finally be able to find treatment outside Gaza.

If it closes again, this chance may disappear.

At the same time, my family and I still have no source of income.

We are struggling every day to afford food, water, electricity, and basic necessities.

Medical care, travel, and treatment bring additional costs we cannot manage alone.

This campaign is not about sympathy.

It is about timing.

It is about not missing the only window we may have to save my father’s life.

If you can donate, please do.

If you cannot, sharing this post helps more than you know.

Thank you for reading.

Thank you for standing with us. 🇵🇸🤍