Hello,
My name is Ghada, a 32-year-old Palestinian woman from Gaza. I once lived a life filled with hope and ambition ✨. I studied Information Technology 🎓, earned a bachelor's degree, and worked at a private company where I believed my future was taking shape 🌟. But in a single moment, war destroyed everything.
Our home, the place that held our dreams and memories 🏡, my job that I was proud of 💼, and the future my family worked so hard to build—all reduced to rubble under relentless bombing 💔.
When the bombing intensified, our lives turned into an endless nightmare 😔. Our home, once a sanctuary of safety and warmth, was completely destroyed, forcing us to flee to Rafah in southern Gaza ⛺. There, we lived in a tiny tent that barely protected us from the harsh winter ❄️ or the scorching summer heat ☀️.
But even that was not the end of our suffering. We were displaced again, this time to central Gaza, where we now live in an overcrowded school for displaced families. Here, we have no clean water 🚰, insufficient food 🍞, and no safety to speak of.
My father, Nabil, 62 years old, worked tirelessly in his small aluminum workshop 🔨. It was our only source of income, but the war destroyed it completely, leaving him helpless in the face of this devastation 💔.
My brother Khaled, 23 years old, graduated with a degree in accounting 📚 and started his career in a construction company 🏗️. But like many others in Gaza, he lost his job and dreams to the war 💼. Today, he bears the heavy burden of providing our family with basic necessities like food and water 🍞💧, despite the unbearable conditions.
The children in our family—Lama, Nabil, Amir, Fatima, Iman, and Noor—are the true victims of this war 🧒👧.
They live without schools 🎒, without toys 🧸, and without any hope for a safe future. Diseases are everywhere 🦠, and recently, polio has begun to spread, adding to their suffering. These children, who should be learning and playing, are now trapped in fear, hunger, and illness 😢.
We are living in conditions unfit for humanity. The water is polluted 💧, food is scarce 🍽️, and diseases are rampant 🩺. Our children go to bed hungry, and every day, we wake up to more pain and despair.
All we want now is to escape this nightmare 🛑. Crossing the Rafah border into Egypt is our only chance for survival 🌍, but it costs $5,000 to $7,000 per person 💸—an amount we cannot afford.
We are here to ask for your help 🙏. Every donation, every word of support 💬, every share of this story 📢 could be the lifeline that saves us.
Please, don’t forget us. We live with the hope that our words will reach your hearts 🙏❤️.
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Hello, My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.
The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.
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We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.
💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income. 🍞 Basic Needs: Food and water are becoming harder to afford with rising prices and scarce resources. 📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive. 😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.
I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $5 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.
Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.
Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.
Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.
With all our gratitude, Mosab Elderawi and Family ❤️
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Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
The Israeli occupation forces launched drone strikes on my husband, Fayez, and my son, Mohammad.
my husband was hit in the head, while my son Mohammad was wounded in his legs.
Although my husband's condition has stabilized, my son is still suffering immensely and urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺 .
I need your help please donate and share, evry contribution, no matter how small, brings us hope in these dark times.
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.
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