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Hello, guys!

I don’t usually post things of this nature, so I’m sorry if I’m doing it incorrectly. I’d like to inform everyone that there’s a young man in Gaza by the name of Beesho AlGhazzawi.

He and his family, among many others, are trapped in the northern part of Gaza without basic necessities for survival, and are desperately trying to flee the war zone as quick as possible.

Here’s the gofundme link! You don’t have to donate anything if you don’t have the possibility to. But I think sharing is the least we can do.

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Donate to Help me support my family and children, organized by Bashar Beesho

My name is Beesho AlGhazzawi from Gaza, i am still living the war as a night… Bashar Beesho needs your support for Help me support my f

Save our lives 🚨🚨

“Every day I lose my beautiful days… and I die in this war.” 😭💔

I'm not okay.

I don't sleep, I don't eat, I don't breathe like other people do.

I just count what's left of me... and wait.

Will I die today? 😭

Will a missile fall on me and end this pain once and for all?

Will I lose my son, still swimming in my belly, searching for a beating heart, a small dream, a chance to survive?

But I have nothing for him… no milk, no roof, no safety… only my fear. 💔

Yesterday, I saw in my dream a child reaching out his hand to me, saying, "Mom, save me."

I woke up screaming...

But no one heard me.💔

I buried my brothers with my own hands, I washed my mother with my tears, I saw my father burning and I couldn't put out the fire. Today, I'm waiting for my turn. 😭💔

There's no room in my body for bullets, but war resides in my eyes, in my womb, in my silence, in every heartbeat I hear from inside my belly. Even hope no longer visits me, even prayer has become faint. 💔

Please...

Help me before I become another silence on this weary earth.

Help me before this child loses his mother... just as I lost everything.

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Help Asmaa evacuate her family and treat her husband abroad

I am Michelle from Greece, and I am running a campaign for Asmaa. Please consider donating if you can to help them.

Also, my husband is between life and death and I am helpless 💔

I am the wife of a man who was never just a husband… He was my support, my hope, and my everything in this cruel world. And today, as I write these words, my heart breaks for him as he battles his illness without medicine, without a hospital bed, and without even the reassurance of peace.

My husband has severe pneumonia, and hepatitis is eating away at his body day after day. His ability to breathe is no longer what it used to be, and his chest pain wakes him up terrified. As for me, all I can do is wipe away his sweat and hide my tears.😭

I watch my loved one wither away in front of me, and I don't have the money, the support, or even a safe place to rest my head. We count his breaths in prayer, hoping he'll hold on for another day... that someone will come... that someone will hear us. 💔😭

I appeal to those with compassionate hearts, those who have the ability to help, do not delay. A human life is in your hands, and my husband does not need much, just hope... just medicine... just a chance to live.

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My name is Aseel Asaad from Gaza

I lost everything because of the horrific war in Gaza

Please take two minutes of your time to read my story

I stand before you as someone who tries to benefit from families of 10 people. We are living under miserable conditions in tents in Khan Yunis.

It is difficult for me to find words to describe the materials we have under war, bombing, and displacement

No food, no medicine, no clean water

We have lost our entire home and also our source of livelihood, and now we do not have anything

In addition, my father suffered a stroke because of the constant bombardment of the boat

Also, my mother suffers from chronic diseases that require medication, but there is none currently, and the patient is sick

I have no chance left except to help because it will currently save us from death

The past months were full of hell and horror. This war is long lasting, absolutely revealed to us and fleshed out for the special edition. We have reached a point where there is no hope anymore in Gaza and are we waiting for death? Even if a ceasefire is reached, the bloodshed in Gaza cannot be quickly repaired

To cross the border between Gaza and Egypt at Rafah, our names must be on the crossing list (paid permit). Our names include coordinators in Egypt, who are authorized as well as abstract names to heaven at the border, between $7,000 and $8,000 individually! He won't be able to get the names until he can prove we have the money ready.

I also graduated from the university in the English language department with a high grade, and I had many ambitions and dreams like anyone outside Gaza. I intended to do a lot, but the war destroyed everything. We want to survive and create a beautiful future, and we hate death.

I would appreciate the help at this difficult time.

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Donate to Help me so I can continue to live in war., organized by Mohamed Jadalhaq

My name is Aseel Asaad from Gaza I lost everything because of the horrific… Mohamed Jadalhaq needs your support for Help me so I can contin

Things that were and had suddenly changed:

When cooking oil ran out from the market, we replaced it with ghee as an alternative. So the price of ghee increased ten times. When they hoarded sugar, we started to use vanilla extract instead until sugar ran out from the market.Instant coffee is blocked from entering, and the kind that is available is now very expensive. We turned to fresh coffee instead. They started skimping with fresh coffee and its price increased dramatically. Vegetables are expensive and practically nonexistent. We started to depend on canned food. Now the can of spoilt food, peas, beans, fava beans and chickpeas, is 7 shekels (2$)

My friends, I want to clarify something very important to you, which is that all the campaign money is spent and nothing is left. This post shows you the cost of living in Gaza.

Don't look at how much the campaign has earned, but look at how many people it has spent on and how much life costs in Gaza.

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Donate to Help me get out of Gaza for my baby girl, organized by Amal Ashour

Hello, I am Amal Ashour. I live in Gaza. I am 26 years old Before the war, I was … Amal Ashour needs your support for Help me get out of Gaz

Thank you for any assistance you can provide. Time is of the essence! ❤️‍🩹🙏

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Please help me rebulid my Bakery

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Donate to Please Help Ismail Rebuild His Bakery, organized by Valeria V

From Flour to Rubble: Ismail's Journey of Resilience Ismail, a baker from Gaza, on… Valeria V needs your support for Please Help Ismail

I'm Ismail Almughanni an entrepreneur from devastated Gaza trying his best to rebuild his Bakery 🍞🥐🥖

On a quiet morning, the aroma of freshly baked bread filled the street, signaling the start of a new day at your small bakery, a place you took immense pride in. For years, this bakery had been a haven where people from all around would gather to enjoy the warm, delicious pastries and bread that you carefully crafted. It was a symbol of hard work, a beacon of hope, and a destination for anyone seeking a taste of comfort amidst life's challenges.

But one day, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The sounds of bombing began to shake the city, and it wasn’t long before the fires of war reached your neighborhood. There was no warning, no chance to escape or save what you could. Shells rained down on the district that housed your beloved bakery. You watched helplessly from a distance, unable to do anything.

Minutes passed like hours. When the noise finally subsided, and the thick smoke that blocked out the sun began to clear, you looked towards your cherished place. It was destroyed.

The walls that once protected you and brought you closer to your customers had collapsed, and the oven where you had kindled the flames of hope had turned to ash. Everything was shattered, broken, as if that place had never been a sanctuary of peace and comfort.

But the destruction wasn’t just physical. The pain in your heart was far greater than any material loss, a place filled with beautiful memories now reduced to rubble. The moments when you saw smiles on people’s faces as they savored your bread, the laughter that echoed through the bakery—those were now just memories, dissolving in the ashes of devastation.

As days went by, you tried to piece together the fragments, not just of the bakery but of yourself as well. You knew rebuilding wouldn’t be easy, and the wounds left by the war wouldn’t heal quickly. But you also knew that the hope you had infused into your bread would remain alive in your heart, even if the tables and chairs were destroyed, even if the bakery itself was gone.

The bakery may have been destroyed by war, but its spirit lives on in you, in everyone who tasted your bread, and in everyone who walked into that small place and found a slice of happiness.

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Donate to Please Help Ismail Rebuild His Bakery, organized by Valeria V

From Flour to Rubble: Ismail's Journey of Resilience Ismail, a baker from Gaza, on… Valeria V needs your support for Please Help Ismail

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Save our life !!❤️🥹

Hello again, I am Ahmed Mazen Hammad from Gaza, I live in war, fear and destruction, we have been living for almost a year now and we do not know how long, we have been displaced from our home more than 9 times,

every time I was displaced to another place I prayed that this would be the last, but then came the idea of ​​​​forced exit to search for safety where there is no safety, we got very tired and our bodies were exhausted, we no longer had the energy to continue, we lived hunger, thirst, cold and all the difficult conditions that humans cannot imagine,

We never imagined that a day would come when we would live all this, I lost my family and my childhood home, even my friends are no longer around, I was left alone!! I search for salvation from death, I fear death and I fear it and I fear losing my father, the idea is terrifying to leave your dreams and ambitions and the life you planned and depart from this world, we do not deny death but we do not want to live it now,

I had a beautiful life, suddenly I do not know how I lost my life, we live in a tent that can only accommodate 3 people, made of nylon that no human can bear, just standing in it for more than two minutes during the day is enough to melt you, in addition to insects, diseases and lack of privacy, imagine all this!! Can you live??

In addition, my father has a very serious illness, he had a stroke, liver disease and other things that I lost, and I also lost my mother a month ago. My father needs care due to chronic diseases and lack of treatment, and his condition is getting worse, and I am the only one who takes care of her, so I am really afraid of losing and I do not want to lose, because I lost a big part of my family, my home, my work and my entire previous life.

Look at my father 💔 Our life is very painful I fear losing my father and living alone

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Medical Treatment for Mazen in Gaza

My name is Darius. I am raising money for Mazen, a Palestinian man from Khan Younis who is currently trapped in Gaza with his wife and six s

Things here are more difficult than you imagined, reality is painful 💔

We wake up every day to the smell of death, I have been surrounded by tanks and helicopters more than 4 times, each time I do not know how to survive? It seems that my death has not come yet

I do not want to die!! 🥺

Please help me save my life and get out of here, life is impossible

Your donation will save my life, it is the only way, hand in hand we can achieve the goal please

My father faced death and surgeries because of the diseases he committed. Please I cannot live without my father. He has been my refuge after the death of my mother. Please donate to me so that I can provide for my father’s needs so that he can stay by my side.🙏🏻

You will not be the reason for my father's death or anything bad to happen. Please donate to save my father. If every person who donates will help me provide for my father's needs and provide him with the necessary medicine.

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Thank you all 🍉🇵🇸

He would say this all with a straight face and none of us would be able to say anything back because it sounds so absurd yet the probability is still there

The most saddening and difficult thing to see is that everyone is watching as if nothing happened, as if it is a movie and people believe it is a movie. I specifically mention the Arab countries. We do not want anything from you except to open the crossings and provide food and drink. We complain to God.

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