My son is not a number.
This is Amir. He’s 10 months old. He was born into war. Since the day he came into this world, we’ve been running—trying to keep him safe, moving from one place to another under fire.
I’m not asking for pity. I’m trying to survive. I’m trying to protect my children. I’m trying to hold on to what’s left of our lives.
We are being erased—every single day. Children like Amir are being killed—every single day.
And I fear that one day, we might not make it. That we’ll become just another headline, another statistic, another number.
Help us. With your voice. With your share. With your stand.
Before our names are forgotten, and all that’s left of Amir… is a number.
#StopTheGenocide
https://www.gofundme.com/f/wyuehr-trapped-family-in-gaza-appeals-for-help-to-survive
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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Hello 👋, please understand my situation
My name is Moamen, father of three children
I find myself in this difficult situation, and I humbly ask for your help to save the lives of my family, especially my infant, 1 year old.
Your help to buy the necessities that we may be able to afford during the time of no income.
Your help to get us out of Gaza to Egypt and building a new life outside Gaza.
Asking for help is not easy, but we had no choice because we want to survive and strive to rebuild our shattered lives.
We are very grateful for any help you can offer, no matter how small, as your help will go a long way in alleviating our suffering.
I hope you will share my story with your family and friends.
Thanks for your kind support
Hello moamen! I do not have bank account so i cannot donate, but i ill reblog your posts so they gain more reach and more people can help.
They are not allowing any food or aid to be sent into Gaza. This is not a famine, this is ST-RV-TION.
Hello everyone
Unfortunately, the news now does not bode well. It has been decided not to allow the entry of humanitarian aid to the Gaza Strip. We are now facing a real famine. No aid will be allowed in, and we do not have money to be able to buy food. The last donation we received was three days ago. We depend on your donations for our livelihood. Please, my friends, do not leave us. Please share our posts and donate to us so that we can stay alive. Please donate to us for the sake of my innocent children.
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I am Ahmed, a father of four children dying of hunger and fear.
We live under daily bombardment in Gaza, not knowing if we will survive another day. Even moments of peace end in bloodshed. There is no safe place, no food, no water, no shelter. My children shiver from the cold and fear, and my heart breaks every day because I have nothing to offer them.
I appeal to those with compassionate hearts: Help me with a donation, no matter how small, so I can rescue my children from this hell and save them from hunger and destruction.
Your donation could save lives. Help us escape this war and genocide.
Your kindness and voice matter more than you know. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍🌿
🕊️ Every share counts. 💫
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Gaza Under Siege... And the Cry of Hunger Grows More Painful
In Gaza, nothing is as it should be... Prices are skyrocketing, and people cannot find enough to satisfy their hunger. We all go to bed hungry. Children lack their most basic rights to food and medicine, and every day that passes weighs us down more.
The stifling siege has made a living an unattainable dream, and rising prices have only increased our suffering. In this tragic situation, you have a humanitarian and moral responsibility that cannot be ignored.
We call on you today to stand with us. Your donation—even a small one—makes a huge difference. It helps provide meals, essential food supplies, and hope to people who have lost so much.
Contribute now and help save our lives.
#Gaza_Seeks_Success #Support_the_People_of_Gaza #Donation_Saves_Our_Lives
Hello, I am Hani from Gaza, Palestine, I speak to you with a sad and heavy 🥺 heart about what happened to me and my family. I was seriously injured in the war on Gaza and did not receive treatment from the moment, I am married and have three children, Abdullah, Salma and Saleh, and my wife gave birth to a baby girl named Tulip, but unfortunately she died at birth from the effects of war and famine, more than a year and seven months ago I was unable to buy my children's needs of milk and life necessities. We live in a torn tent and winter has come💔😭 and the bitter cold hits my children very cold, because we don't have winter coats and winter clothes, we lost everything we had in our house destroyed in the war, please my friend don't ignore my story Donate and share my campaign I will be grateful to you 🫶🇵🇸🍉
Read more about us in the following link, please donate to us on it and share it 👇
Please help us get out of life's crises and the woes of war
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No safety. No food. No aid. No water. No healthcare. No education. Is this what it means to live? Is this what world accept as life?
If a group of animals were trapped, starved, and cut off from the world like this, people would be outraged. But because it's us—human beings—somehow, the world looks away.
These are unbearable days. Everything feels heavy. Each hour presses on my chest like I’m being suffocated.
My family needs urgent help.
Basic survival has become nearly impossible. Bread—just bread—now costs over $25 a day to make.
We are not asking for luxury. We are begging for life.
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"My family is struggling in the midst of a dark war, waiting for a hand of mercy… Every small donation, every share of our story, is a light in our darkness and the most precious gift we could receive. Please, don’t leave us alone."
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To those who keep scrolling... this is not just another link ⚠️.
This is my room—crushed until its height became less than 30 cm💔 🧱.
This is my teddy bear and the cover of my bed—pulled from under the debris with my own hands🧸🥹.
We spent over a month clearing rubble just to build a tent beside the ruins ⛺.
But even the tent wasn’t allowed to stay... ❌
We were forced to leave—by an order from the occupation ⚠️🥹.
It feels like every trace of life is being taken from us, again and again 😔 .
I’ve shared. I’ve begged. I’ve screamed💔.
But the silence around me is louder than my pain🥹.
If you can’t donate, share 🤝.
Some of us are being buried alive—under the world’s silence🔥.
Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hope, with my parents working tirelessly to provide us with a life of dignity and opportunity. My father was our steadfast provider, and my mother was the heart of our home. I have two brothers and three sisters, the youngest of whom is just six months old. She is frail and often sick due to the lack of proper food and medicine. My siblings and I have shared dreams of education, careers and a bright future. But life in Gaza is marked by hardship, and when the war began, everything we had built was shattered. My older brother, a kind and a courageous soul, was martyred while trying to secure basic necessities for our survival, my younger sister was gravely injured, and the cost of her treatment weighs more than the universe to us, now the responsibility for my family has fallen on my shoulders.
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Our home, once filled with warmth, laughter and memories, has been reduced to rubble. We have been displaced more than thirty times from place to a place with nothing but the clothes on our backs. Each time we returned, we found more destruction, we always clung to the hope of rebuilding, but in the last attack, our home was completely destroyed, we are now homeless, living in unsafe conditions with no shelter to protect us from the cold nights. The loss of our home is not just the loss of a building, it’s the loss of safety, stability, and the place where our dreams were nurtured.
With my father unemployed since the beginning of the war, we have no income to provide even the most basic necessities. Water, food, medicine, warm clothes and blankets-things that many take for granted-are beyond our reach. Every day is a battle for survival, and every night is a reminder of the dangers and struggles we face. I am determined to care for family and give my younger brothers and sisters a chance to grow up with hope. But I cannot do it alone.
I am reaching out to you with a plea for compassion and action. Your support can help us rebuild our lives, restore hope, and secure a future where my family can live in peace and safety. Every donation, no matter how small brings us closer to survival and dignity. Please for the sake of god and humanity, help us in this time of desperate need.
always searching, for serenity, now im on the; edge of reality.
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