Hello Dear, I Am Mohammed From Gaza. I Hope You Are Well, Dear. Please Help Me. Our Tent Was Flooded

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Hello, My name is Ahmad Mohammed Hassan Salah, a 33-year-old man from Gaza, Palestine. Under the sky of Gaza, amidst the war and shelling, begins my story. I lived my life in the northern part of Gaza with my wife and three children, dreaming of a secure future for my small family. Nada, my seven-year-old eldest daughter, loves to draw, though her colors have disappeared amid the rubble 🎨💔. Mohamed, my five-year-old son, still dreams of playing in a garden untouched by bombs 🛝💔. As for Huda, my two-year-old, she has started uttering her first words amid the sounds of explosions 🍼💔.

The tragedy began one night of the war when I was forced to leave my home under continuous bombardment 💣😔. I carried my children and my anxious wife, running through the debris and darkness in search of a safe haven 🌪️. Our journey was fraught with dangers, as we left everything behind: our home, memories, and even our money and food 🏚️💔. After a long journey, we found ourselves in southern Gaza, where we set up a small tent as a temporary refuge ⛺😞.

The tent, small as it was, became our new world. Without mattresses to shield us from the cold nights or blankets to protect us from the rain 🌧️❄️, life was harsh. The children slept on the ground, and I struggled to provide any food to feed my family 🍞💔. But the war showed us no mercy. After only three months, we were forced to move once again, this time to central Gaza. The Israeli army described it as a "safe zone," but the shelling followed us like an unrelenting shadow 💔💣.

More than a year has passed, and my family and I continue to live under bombardment and destruction 🌋💔. Each day brings with it a new story of suffering. Food is scarce 🍽️, water is contaminated 🚱, and fear never leaves my children's hearts 😔💔. Nada has started asking, "When will this war end?" 😢. Mohamed tries to comfort his mother, who weeps in silence 😭💔. As for Huda, she knows no world other than one filled with terrifying sounds 🥺.

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Hi my name is ahmed mohammed salah I live in Palestine in Gaza City. I … Ahmed Salah needs your support for Help Ahmed family from Gaza to

I also suffer from a chronic illness, and I have a medical report confirming my condition 🏥💔. However, the pain of my illness is less than the anguish I see in my children's eyes 💔😔. I try to be strong, but I sometimes break down when I cannot provide food for them 🥺. My wife stands by me, trying to bring hope, but even hope has become a rare commodity 💔.

Amidst the devastation, I want to send a message to the world: "We are human. Our children deserve a better life. We just want safety. All I want is to sleep one night without fearing that my children will wake up to the sound of explosions." 🙏💔

Due to this ongoing suffering, I appeal to the world through Tumblr to raise donations for my family and for other families experiencing similar circumstances 🌍💔. If you are able to provide any assistance, no matter how small, it would mean so much to us 🙏🫂. You can help by donating food, clothing, or even essential medications that we desperately need 💊🛒. I kindly ask you to share our story on Tumblr, because spreading it may reach kind hearts all over the world—hearts that can offer help and save the lives of my children and the children of Gaza from this hell ❤️🕊️.

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My story is not just an individual one; it represents thousands of families in Gaza living in conditions that are unimaginable 💔. The question remains: How long will this suffering continue? And will the day come when Nada can draw a sun without it being covered by the smoke of war? 🌞✏️💔

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #280 )✅️

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I had hoped so too ToT

My dissapointment was immesurable when I realised that it wasn't the case... :')

If there's a random generated chamber where you have to choose between Hera and Aphrodite's boons, I really hope there's a Trojan War joke in there.

Even with a ceasefire, the lives of Gazans have been destroyed. Here are dolls made by Safaa, who used to support her family with a crochet business before losing her home in an airstrike:

Her parents both have diabetes and have not been able to access treatment since October 2023. Her father also lost an eye in an attack.

Please support her and her parents in rebuilding their home and the crochet business

dream smp screenshots as my unfunny text posts.

Quite a few palestinian blogs have contacted me in this short period of time so i have decided to compile all of them in one singular post for easier sharing + viewing

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Donate to Help my family survive famine and have secure life, organized by Mazin Fakak

Dear friends, family, and compassionate supporters, My name is Eman Za… Mazin Fakak needs your support for Help my family survive famine an

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i like clicking buttons too but i am asking you to actually pay attention to things that matter even if you don't have a fun poll to engage with. it's ridiculous how inventive people have to get to entertain tumblr userbase enough for you to reblog fundraisers nowadays.

donate to mahmoud ( @ma7moudgaza2 ). his fundraiser slowed down significantly again, once the polls in the promo posts expired. he's currently at $19,794 USD raised of the temporary $20,000 goal. it is a verified, trusted campaign.

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Donate to Support Muhammad in Gaza with a New Start, organised by Annie Hall

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@buttercuparry @feluka @appsa tagging you for reach! thank you

Hello, I am Ghada, the mother of my daughter, Maria, who has not yet lived her childhood.

Maria was born suffering from “birth dislocation” and she was not yet a year old. The war began against us and our house was demolished and we were not able to complete her treatment so that I could see her crawling and walking before my eyes.

I ask you to help me leave Gaza to complete my daughter’s treatment and build a bright future for her

1€ makes a difference

I hope you can help my daughter Maria walk as quickly as possible. Please donate and spread the GoFoundMe campaign.

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By ‘DMs Open’ what I really mean is that I’m in desperate need of a social life and want to connect with other people in the communities and fan bases I find myself in, but I’m too anxious to start a conversation with anyone first, and I worry that if I were to just text out of he blue the person I’m messaging may think I’m weird or a creep, and I know that I’d be on-and-off in terms of availability and emotional connection anyway, and it’s not like I’m especially funny or charming and my texts are mediocre at best, but I really want to talk to people, only, wanting that makes me feel guilty because it feels like I’m treating the concept of ‘conversation’ as a commodity and novelty rather than thinking of the conversation itself as one, and speaking of conversation there is a lot of lack-there-of on my part and I really want to apologize to people for that but I don’t want to really burden them with an apology or ruin the mood with it, so I end up straying away, spiritually ghosting them mid-text and then go without any meaningful social interaction for a month or few until I get the sudden itching urge to literally individually text everyone I know of to see if any want to be my friends, and I feel bad knowing that I’ll lose interest in conversating in a couple weeks anyway so what’s the point, and it all loops around and then I feel bad ’cause I realize that I’m ‘accidentally’ love-bombing everyone except it’s not really an accident because I already knew this would happen, and then I feel even more terrible, then proceed to feel terrible about feeling terrible, but I still want friends, only, the last message I got was from a year ago and suddenly appearing back out of the blue to reconnect and then probably eventually gradually ghosting them is a terrible idea and they’ll probably think I’m a creep, and I’m probably overthinking this but human nature is wanting to meet and talk to people, even if it only happens sporadically when a white, three-legged calf is born under the red moon in Botswana or something, and I still want to talk but I don’t because I don’t wanna ruin anyone’s day or life or have them miss me if we somehow connect and I go and do my little antisocial bit, but I still wanna talk and AAAAAAAAAAAAA anyways, DMs are open B)

🎄💔 Merry Christmas For all the children of the world, but will it be for the children of Palestine! 💔🎄

Children of the world 👇 My child Hamoud👇

While the world celebrates Christmas with joy, lights, and gifts, here in Gaza, it’s another day filled with pain and loss. But it can be different with your help.

In this picture, my 19-month-old son, Hamoud, holds a small Christmas tree amidst the rubble that was once our home. His eyes, full of confusion and sorrow, are a reflection of all the children here who have never known peace. Christmas for Hamoud isn’t about celebration. It’s about survival.

Hamoud’s life is defined by hunger, fear, and cold. He deserves so much more. He deserves to play, to laugh, to have the warmth of a home, and the joy of childhood. But for now, he’s fighting for the basic things every child should have—food, safety, and warmth

I, Kareman, his mother, ask you to help us give him a future. The donations you make won’t go to luxuries. They will buy food to fill his belly, clothes to protect him from the cold, and maybe, just maybe, a way to escape this nightmare to a safer place.

This Christmas, we’re not asking for gifts or decorations. We’re asking for life. Your kindness can make this a day of giving—giving hope, giving warmth, giving the chance for Hamoud and his family to survive❤️

🙏 Please, don’t turn away. Donate, share our story, and help save this innocent child from a future defined by destruction. This Christmas, your gift could be the difference between life and death.

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