The last loaf of bread for five people. A kilo of flour costs $10, and a whole bag costs $300. Please don't leave my children hungry. Donate via the link in our bio. Please, please 🥺🙏
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Mohameds family is in dire need if help. This isnt just anither post, this is peoples lives.
I spent my life caring for my wife and children, never sparing any effort to support them. But today, having lost the hand that once provided for them, I find myself unable to afford its treatment alone. Please, extend a helping hand—my need is great, and my hope lies in you.
how it feel seeing all your followed hashtags get filled with p0rnbots
Hello, everyone.
I don't like guilt tripping people but a baby’s life depends on this. I am in tears. I wouldn't do this if it wasn't a life or death situation. @life-111 is my friend. He is in Gaza with his family. His baby has cancer and needs $1,130 for an operation TODAY. It's possible to achieve this. Together we can do it. Please, I beg of you, don't just reblog. Donate, whatever you can.
https://paypal.me/ofkt637
His fundraiser is vetted by @90-ghost , @gazavetters (#576) , and @bilal-salah0. Gofundme takes too long, you can dm @life-111 if you want to confirm that paypal goes to them. Please help.
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💔 Trapped in Pain… A Mother’s Plea 💔
I am Kholoud Al-Hanawi From Gaza 🇵🇸, the wife of Dr. Ahmad, a surgeon who risked his life in the war to save others. But today, he stands helpless—unable to save his own children. Our home is gone, reduced to rubble, and now we live in a tattered tent, barely shielding us from the burning sun and freezing nights. We have lost everything… but the worst pain is watching our children suffer.
Our precious babies, Yazan (9 years old) and Zeina (2 years old), are battling a cruel disease—Plaque Ichthyosis Psoriasis 🩸. Their delicate skin cracks, bleeds, and burns every single day. Every movement is agony. Every night is filled with their cries of pain. No child should suffer like this.
Tonight, Yazan looked at me with tear-filled eyes and whispered:
“Mama… will I be like this forever?” 😢
I swallowed my pain and forced a smile. How do I tell him that the medicine he desperately needs is beyond our reach? $500 every 3 days—that’s what it costs to ease their pain. But how can we afford it when we barely have food to survive?
Then came his next question… the one that shattered me completely:
No mother should ever have to hear these words from her child. No child should have to live in constant agony, wondering if they will survive. I am begging… if you hear me, if you feel our pain, please help us before it’s too late. 🙏💔
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Hello my friend, how are you? Sorry to bother you. I need your help. All I want is to feed my little children. Food prices are high. Without you, I can't buy them anything. Your contribution means a lot to us.
I cant donate, but i will post this so people can.
the name of this operation is taken from the robots that the occupation will use to blow up homes in Gaza. Now there is no safe place at all in Gaza, and worse than this, we are now suffering from a deadly famine. Therefore, I ask you, with all shame, to help me, I am in dire need of your help now, please I need an urgent surgery outside Gaza because I was injured by iron shrapnel after our home was bombed while we were inside it. With your donations, I will be able to travel and receive treatment as soon as possible. Your donations here will help me and mean a lot to me, and your participation will support me and my family psychologically and morally, Please donate here.
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Verified campaign. Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #43)
I appeal to you with all the pain and suffering. We are living in difficult circumstances as a result of the war in Gaza. Our homes have been destroyed and our dreams have faded. We are stuck in Egypt after my wife and I lost our jobs. My family lives in constant fear. My brothers, mother and father also live in Gaza. The catastrophic conditions are the result of bombing and genocide. They are facing an endless nightmare and I need help. Your help to protect my family and restore hope to our hearts
My house was previously a symbol of hope, and now it is nothing but destroyed walls and rubble. Also, my work building was destroyed and we were left without work and a house. These are some memories of pictures between the present and the past.
always searching, for serenity, now im on the; edge of reality.
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