"Trapped Dreams"
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In a small corner of Gaza, where the lights fade and darkness falls, Mahmoud sat alone, thinking. He was a young man like any other, dreaming of a better future, a safe home, and a job that would provide him and his family with a decent life. But the dream turned into a nightmare, and life into a daily struggle for survival.
Mahmoud's family, which includes 43 members, lived under the burden of siege and war. They lost their homes, and watched their dreams fade before their eyes. Every day was a new challenge, searching for a living amidst the lack of water and electricity, and the fear of bombing that could come at any moment.
"I saw hope in the eyes of my children, but the siege was taking it away from them little by little," Mahmoud says sadly. "They wanted to play in the streets, and go to school, but all that surrounded them was destruction and fear."
Mahmoud's dream now is simple, to get his family out of this hell, and to start a new life in a safe place. But the costs of migration are high, and far beyond their means.
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“We need your help,” Mahmoud says, his voice trembling. “We need a chance to build a better future for our children.”
My name is Ahmed, and I’m from Gaza. During this war, I’ve been finding tiny, helpless animals under the rubble—puppies and kittens who have lost their mothers, crying from hunger and shivering in the cold.
These innocent souls have no one to protect them, and their suffering is heartbreaking. They’re not just animals—they’re lives in desperate need of care, warmth, and food.
Your support can help me save them. Together, we can give these voiceless creatures a chance to survive.
Please, click the link to help. Even a small donation can make a world of difference.🙏🙏
Today, the doctors decided to perform a fourth operation on my father, who was injured at the beginning of the war on Gaza. This operation is very difficult and is the only way to save him from walking on his feet again. I hope everyone will donate. I will attach photos of the operation and documents related to my father. I hope everyone will participate and donate.
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Today, I am overwhelmed with despair 😔
I want to say thanks for every support, but the donations have been minimal, and my family's need is urgent ‼️🙏🏻
We are currently in a critical situation—if we can just make it through this phase, things may improve 🕊️
I want to remind you that my husband is in the north, and I am alone with my children in the south 😔
Communication is bad; the last time I spoke with him, he described the situation as catastrophic and stressed the need for significant improvements as a first step 🙏🏻
I sincerely hope that my family will never be left to face this struggle alone after everything we've endured 😩
Your contributions are what can help reunite us in a safe and livable place 🕊️
I urge everyone to donate, no matter how small, or at the very least, amplify our plea by sharing and engaging with our message 🙏🏻
Please don't abandon us— we are utterly exhausted 😔
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Thank you all for your support 🙏🏻
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Hi, my name is Saeed, I am 19 years old, I live in an unjust reality, the war on Gaza.
This war destroyed my ambitions to study engineering and robbed me of everything beautiful in my life that I lived with my family that embraced me, my father, mother, brothers, sisters and nephews. We had a beautiful house with its simplicity, where we lived a simple and beautiful life, but in this war our house was completely destroyed, our memories that we preserved and our unknown future, our present is more difficult than you can imagine. We have become living for the purpose of living only and escaping death, we die every moment to provide the necessities and requirements of life, we have felt the taste of death repeatedly, when you hear the sounds of bombs and explosions and see the remains and children and the panic that we live.
So we decided to travel from this place and move to a safe place, where we find the future and the present to build memories. But the cost of travel is very high and we cannot afford it. We need an amount of 5 thousand dollars for each person and my family consists of 9 people, as well as the cost after the travel until we find a safe haven. For the sake of humanity, for the sake of love, for the sake of humanity. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading the words I wrote about my suffering. Help me by donating and sharing.
Thank you all 🙏❤️❤️
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Hello dear friends,
I am writing to you with a heart full of gratitude and hope. Over the past few weeks, your support has been overwhelming. Together, we’ve raised an incredible €3031 towards our goal of €20,000, and I cannot express how much this means to my family and me. ❤️🌍
Life here in Gaza has always been filled with challenges, but the current circumstances have made it unimaginably difficult. As some of you know, my family has endured unimaginable losses – 25 of my loved ones were taken by the violence. 💔 Their memory is my driving force to keep moving forward, to survive, and to share our story with the world.
Your generosity – through donations, reblogs, and kind words – has shown me that even in the darkest times, there is light. ✨ Every euro donated, every reblog shared, every message of encouragement has made an impact. You’ve helped us cover basic necessities, keep our spirits alive, and dream of a safer future.
💶 Donate – No matter how small, every euro helps. 👉 https://gofund.me/5ac9124f
🔄 Reblog – Share this post with your followers. Every reblog increases the chance of reaching someone who can help.
📢 Spread the Word – Talk about our story with your friends and family. Awareness is a powerful tool.
To everyone who has already supported us: Thank you from the depths of my heart. ❤️ Your kindness gives me hope and strength to face each day. You are not just helping my family survive; you are reminding us that we are not alone in this fight.
Together, we can reach the goal of €20,000, and with your help, we will. Please keep sharing, keep donating, and keep believing in the power of compassion. 🌈💖
Thank you for being part of this journey with us.
With love and gratitude, Mosab 🕊️
I can remmeber that we didn't see food for one year and a half.
War in Gaza stole everything from us. Our homes, cloths, food everything you can imagine is gone forever.
This is Ramadan and we miss it's holy nights and holy gathering families.
Everything became a just a memory 💔💔💔🥺
Please do your best to save us even with one dollar it can make difference. Believe me 🙏🙏😢
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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed, and this is my story.
I grew up in Gaza, a place that was once full of life. I had dreams, hopes, and a deep love for my home. But in a matter of months, everything changed. I lost my home. I lost my sense of security. I lost people I loved more than anything in the world. 💔
People often talk about strength like it’s something you can see—something loud, something powerful. But I’ve learned that true strength is often quiet.
Strength is waking up every morning when you don’t know what the day will bring. Strength is carrying the memories of those you’ve lost, while still choosing to move forward. Strength is believing in a better tomorrow, even when today feels impossible.
I don’t share my story for sympathy. I share it because I know that there is still kindness in this world. I still believe in people, in love, in hope. And I know that no matter what happens, I will keep going. Because that’s what strength really is.
And I'm now waiting to be Vetted by @gazavetters 🙏
“My Story: A Boy Fighting for His Family”
My name is Ahmed, and I am 15 years old. I never thought I would have to carry the weight of my entire family, but here I am, fighting every day to keep them alive.
We lost my father in the war. He went out one day to find food for us because we were starving. It was dangerous, but he had no choice. He never came back. He was injured and bled to death because there was no one to help him. Our neighbors found his body and buried him because we couldn’t even afford a proper burial. That day, we lost everything—our protector, our provider, and our hope.
Now, it’s up to me. I am the eldest son, and I have to take care of my mother, my twin brother Ahmed Abed, and my two little sisters. Every morning, I go out to find work. I earn barely $1 or $2 a day, which isn’t enough to buy bread for all of us. My brother started working too, but it’s the same for him. We rely on bread and whatever humanitarian aid we can get, but it’s never enough.
Winter is here, and it’s freezing. We don’t have warm clothes, blankets, or even a heater. We lost everything in the war, and the little we have now is falling apart. We live in a rented apartment, and the landlord is pressuring us for rent we can’t pay. I don’t know what will happen to us if he throws us out.
I want my brother to become a doctor. It’s my biggest dream. I want him to help people, to save lives, because no one was there to save our father. I’m ready to sacrifice everything—my childhood, my education, even my life—if it means my family can survive and my brother can have a future.
Please, if you’re reading this, help us. We don’t have much time. My family needs food, warmth, and a safe place to live. I just want to see my mother and sisters smile again, and I want my brother to have a chance to achieve his dream. You can be the reason we survive. You can be the hope we desperately need.