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“I am living a heartbreaking tragedy with my children in northern Gaza 💔. I lost my first child due to the harsh conditions, and now I fear losing my second child to hunger and the unforgiving cold 🥶. I haven’t eaten for three days, and my little one is crying from hunger while I stand helpless, unable to provide even a morsel to ease his pain 😢.

We are in urgent need of just $200 💵 to secure the basics of life—food and warmth 🥖🔥. This small amount means life and hope for us 🙏. I appeal to kind-hearted people to answer my call before it’s too late ⏳. Every helping hand is a lifeline 🤲, and my trust is in God first and then in your generosity.

May God bless your wealth and loved ones and reward you abundantly for any support you provide 🌟. You are our hope after God ❤️.”

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She’s about to start explaining when, suddenly, the sound of bombs exploding echoes in the distance. It’s super loud. She screams in fear and shock as she starts tearing up again, soon taking a few seconds to catch her breath. A few tears fall. ‘O-ok as I was about to say, I need your help figuring out how to get out of here. You know, out of this warzone. You seem familiar with this place, you have that tank, and you’re the only person I’ve seen so far that didn’t look like the one that attacked me. Well, actually, I have see others that looked like you, but they were, well, you know-” she gulped. “d-dead.” She takes a second to wipe her tears, waiting for him to take it in. She knew he would probably need a second.

She’s sneaking around corners nervously, flinching at every sound of gunfire and crashing. Someone had poofed her earlier and brought her to a war zone, and now she just wanted to leave. She soon noticed someone next to a parked tank eating some candy. They seemed trustworthy, but she kept her guard up just to be sure. “Um, h-hi?” She said quietly, trying to do her best not to surprise them.

-He finishes off the expired mars bar, before crushing the wrapper into a ball within his fist, and flicking it away- Only to suddenly whip his head around at the sound of an unknown voice.

“What the… Hell? … Uh, hello there?”

I don't want to die. 😥

Israel continues the massacres in Gaza.. 232 souls taken in less than an hour! We are dying before your eyes—please, don’t leave us alone! Save us, do something... protest, donate, participate. I don’t want to die!

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Hello my supportive friends,

Help a little girl living under the horrors of war.

My sister Arine is 7 years old. She was supposed to start her first year of school, but because of the war, she lost her right to education and her right to live like the rest of the children in the world 💔.

Look at her condition! After losing all means of livelihood and even the most basic necessities, she now washes her clothes by hand 💔💔.

Please, do not ignore this situation and do not hesitate to donate and participate.

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What happened when Thanos killed half of all life?

“I’m sorry, but who’s thanos? And life on earth is just fine, so I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”

“I lost my first child, and I cannot describe the pain that tore my heart apart. 💔😭 Now, I live every day in fear and worry of losing my other child, who is the only hope I have left in this life. 🥺💔

Every moment feels like time is slipping away, but I still hold onto hope, knowing there are kind hearts out there willing to help. 🙏

I appeal to you to lend me a helping hand during this difficult time. Your donation, no matter how small, can make a huge difference, save my child’s life, and restore my hope in life once again. 💕😭💔

Please help me save them, and I will never forget your support. Every act of kindness leaves a profound impact on those who truly need it. 🌹”

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Dear friends, 🌟

I hope this message finds you well. This is Mahmoud Jihad, hailing from Gaza. Recently, we experienced a devastating loss—our home 🏠, my university 🎓, and everything familiar is gone. Currently, my family and I are living in a flimsy tent 🏕️, struggling to get by. I was pursuing a degree in Information Technology and supporting my family, but now we're facing extremely difficult circumstances. 😔

We find ourselves trapped in Gaza amid massive destruction 🏚️, and winter has brought with it the biting cold 🥶. We urgently need your immediate help to get through these tough times. 😭 Every donation, regardless of size, can make a tremendous difference. Your support is a beacon of hope in these dark times. ✨

Our campaign is progressing slowly, and no one has donated to us so far. 🥹 We desperately need your urgent support to overcome this crisis.

Our campaign is verified by:

@beesandwatermelons ✅#190 and

@gazavetters ✅#63.

You can support us through this link: https://gofund.me/463cbf01 💔

From the bottom of our hearts, thank you. Let's come together to rebuild our lives. 🙏❤️

Your kindness and support mean everything to us. Your donations will directly help us rebuild our lives. Thank you once again for your incredible support! 🌹

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My name is Aisha

A mother of eight children. I write to you as I struggle to protect them from hunger, cold, and the death that follows us every moment. We are living in the heart of hell—under relentless bombing, without shelter, without food, without medicine. War has taken everything from us, even our dreams.

My daughter lost her husband—he was martyred before her eyes by the Israeli army, leaving her child an orphan before he could even speak his first words. Our home, the only place that once gave us safety, has been completely destroyed. Now, we have nothing but the sky raining fire upon us and the ground that can barely bear our pain.

My youngest child has a sebaceous cyst near his ear and needs urgent surgery, but how can I provide him with treatment when we don’t even have food to eat? How can I save my children from hunger and illness when I have nothing left but my voice to plead for help?

Please, do not leave us alone in this suffering. Any help, no matter how small, could save my children’s lives. Your donation could give them a chance to survive this nightmare we live in every day.

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Help Aisha and her children

I am Elizabeth, and I am fundraising on behalf of Aisha and her family from Gaza. Here is her message:"My name is Aisha Rabah, I am 42 years

Help us… Save my children… Do not leave us to die.

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A Family's Unending Journey for Safety in Gaza

My name is Mohammed, and I’m 35 years old, working as a nurse in a hospital here in Gaza. My wife, Diana, is 27, and together we’re trying to give our two young daughters a safe, stable life in a place that knows so little of either.

Our journey began in December 2023. That was when the military ordered us to evacuate our home in Al-Nuseirat. With only minutes to decide, we grabbed what we could carry, took our little girls, and moved to Khan Yunis, hoping it would be safer.

But our time there was short. We were ordered to leave Khan Yunis, so we packed up again and moved to Rafah. For a moment, we let ourselves hope that this would be the end of our running, that maybe we could start to rebuild. But Rafah wasn't safe either. Another order came, and we had no choice but to return to Al-Nuseirat, despite the dangers.

Today, we're renting a small apartment in Al-Nuseirat. It barely fits us, but it's the only place we can go. We live every day in fear, wondering if the next evacuation order will come. Each move takes away a bit more of the stability we try so hard to create for our girls. Every time we’re forced to flee, it feels like we leave behind pieces of the life we’ve worked to build.

There’s little left to hold on to but each other, and the hope that maybe one day we’ll finally find safety.

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Thank you for support and kindness

Mohammed & Diana

Hello,

I’m Lena, a mother of three from Gaza. 😢

The war has taken everything from us. My husband was injured and can no longer work, leaving us struggling to provide even the most basic necessities—water, food, and clothing for our children.

We are in desperate need of your help. Please consider donating, sharing, and reblogging our story to help us rebuild our lives.

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