Hello, My Name Is Saja. I’m A Mother To A Beautiful 8-month-old Baby Girl, Writing This From A Place
Hello, my name is Saja. I’m a mother to a beautiful 8-month-old baby girl, writing this from a place I never imagined I’d be — surrounded by destruction, holding on to my daughter while the world around us falls apart. 💔
We used to have a home. 🏚 A simple place, but it was filled with love. Now it’s gone. What remains are memories, silence, and an overwhelming fear of what tomorrow may bring.
Each day, I wake up not knowing if we will make it through the next. My daughter should be learning to walk, to smile at strangers, to feel safe in her world — but instead, she’s learning to live in the middle of a war zone. 🕊️
I’m not writing this to ask for pity. I’m sharing our truth because silence won’t protect us. Maybe, through this message, someone will hear us — and care. 🤍
If you feel moved to share our story or offer support, it would mean more than words can say. Every kind act ripples outward. ✨
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I have been helping my friend Akram to raise funds for himself and his brother Malek to leave Gaza and continue their education. They are both bright students, and being able to study and work abroad will allow them to support their family and friends back in Gaza. Right now, they are studying for online exams, struggling to stay diligent in the face of hunger, cold, and devastation.
But their hard work will be for nothing if they cannot pay the fee to leave the country and attend university. Their campaign has been going slowly and they are losing hope...
Can anyone match my $20 donation? I will happily do a sketch of anything you like in exchange. I also have originals of my artwork for sale to benefit this campaign. Please help me get this going again!
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On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.
On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah
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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.
We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.
We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.
No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.
We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?
fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.
Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help
The war in Gaza has not only stolen children's laughter but also their limbs, their dreams, and their futures. Just like the little girl in this photo
This little girl, with her brave smile and wounded body, is a heartbreaking symbol of the suffering endured by an entire generation. Every scar tells a story of pain the world must not ignore.
I am a mother from Gaza. My son is suffering from severe injuries and urgently needs to travel abroad for treatment.
Every passing day without proper care puts his life at greater risk, and my heart breaks with fear for him.
I am reaching out with all the hope left in my heart — pleading for your help.
Please, help me save my son’s life. Every donation, no matter how small, could be the reason he gets the treatment he desperately needs. Together, we can give him — and so many other wounded children — a chance to heal, a chance to live.
From a mother’s heart... I beg you, stand with us
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Rolan
A Childhood Stolen by War 💔
When I think of my little ، daughter Rolan, the first thing that comes to mind is her innocent laughter that used to fill our home with joy.
Rolan, who is just five years old, was once a lively, energetic child, full of innocence and unaware of anything but playing with her toys 🧸🎈.
Since the war began, everything has changed.
We have been forced to flee several times, each time hoping that it would be our last stop 😔🏚️.
Rolan would watch us silently as we packed our few belongings, her eyes reflecting fear and confusion about what was happening around her 😔.
In the last place we went to, Rolan began to suffer from a problem with her skin, which began to become constantly sensitive due to pollution, insect bites, and germs spread everywhere.
Rolan cried from the pain, and we couldn't afford to get her the necessary treatment😢
Access to doctors or medicine became almost impossible due to the ongoing conflict 🚫🩺, and we now live in a place lacking the most basic necessities.
Rolan would ask us innocently, "Why can't I play like I used to? Why does my skin hurt?" 🥺, and all we could do was reassure her that everything would be okay, even though deep inside, we felt completely helpless.
Our constant displacement has also affected her nutrition 🍽️.
Despite all this pain, Rolan remains a child 🌸.
Even in the hardest moments, she tries to smile 😊, searching for small moments of joy in anything she can find around her.
Her story is the story of thousands of children who have suffered because of the war 🕊️.
Her life has been suspended between pain, fear, and deprivation.
All we want is to give her back a piece of the life she deserves 🎨.
We are doing everything we can to provide Rolan with the treatment she needs and to restore the sense of safety she has lost, but we cannot do it alone 🤲.
We need your support, not only to secure medicine and treatment but to give Rolan the chance to live her childhood as she should 🌸.
Every contribution can help heal her wounds and bring back the smile we’ve missed 💖.
We want to give her a better future, free from pain and fear 🌟✨.
best wishes:
Amal Alhaj
My husband
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In the heart of the siege, even bread has become a dream. 🍞💔
In Gaza,hunger is no longer just a feeling; it has become a constant companion, a heavy shadow that follows us at every moment.🕊️
My family of 13 has been worn down by the merciless hunger, and searching for our daily sustenance has become a daily battle. ⚔️🥀
Yesterday, desperation and need drove me to go out in search of a loaf of bread.
What I found was not a "queue," but a scene that resembled a battlefield:
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I returned empty-handed, carrying only shame and sorrow. 😔🪫
My children waited for me with small hopes, their eyes asking
Did you bring us bread ?
But I had no answer. 🥖💭
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The war is not just in the bombs that destroy homes 🏚️💣,
but in this daily humiliation as we try to secure our basic right: food. 🍽️
This is not a "flour crisis."
It is the voice of an entire community crying from beneath the rubble:
"We are human, don't we have the right to life?" 🌍🕊️
Will there be a day when my children live without fear? 😔🌟
Will the dawn come when we are freed from this hunger? 🌅🍞
Our hope in God still stands 🙏✨, and our call to humanity is:
Wake up, before we become just a memory in the pages of history. 🖤📜
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My name is Mahmoud, I’m 29 years old from Gaza, Palestine. It’s very hard for me to ask for help — but today, I have no choice.
The war has completely destroyed my home, my dreams, and my future. My family and I are now sleeping on the streets, surrounded by ruins and devastation.
Every day, I struggle just to find a small amount of food or clean water. Sometimes, I go for hours — even days — without eating a single bite.
I wear whatever torn clothes I can find. I live each day not knowing where I’ll sleep at night or if I'll find anything to ease my hunger.
This is not just my story — it’s the heartbreaking reality for so many families here in Gaza.
Please, even a small donation can help me find a safe place to sleep and afford a basic meal to survive
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