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Please, I am asking your kind hearts that have supported me a lot to stand by me until the end.🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏💔

Please Help Me Save My Baby Amar.Amar’s mother, and my baby is only 10 months old. But he's already been through more pain than most adults.💔🍉🙏🙏🙏

Amar was born with a seriously weak heart. His doctors say he urgently needs surgery to implant a heart battery — a device that could save his life.😭😭🙏

But we can't do the surgery yet. We have to wait until we can travel to Egypt. Until then, Amar depends on weekly medications and temporary treatments just to keep him alive.💔

We need $700 every week for his care — and I have no support, no donations, no one but kind hearts like yours.🙏🙏🙏🙏💔

As a mother, I’m begging… please don’t let my baby fade away.😭😭🙏💔

Every dollar, every share, makes a difference.

Help me keep Amar alive ⁦🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

My friend, I no longer have words left, and I don’t know if words can save a soul hanging on the edge of death.

My child… my flesh and blood… lies now on a ventilator, motionless, his eyes shut as if he’s silently bidding farewell.

The doctors told me coldly:

“Either you pay, or we turn off the ventilator.”As if my child’s life is a number on a bill…As if death can be bargained for.

$2,650… the price of life.

A price I cannot afford, a price I cannot allow my son to be taken from me because my pockets are empty.

Every minute that passes feels like a blade.I look at my child, but I can’t even touch his face through the wires and machines.I whisper to him, though he can’t hear me:“Hold on, my love… Don’t leave me… I’m so sorry… there’s nothing I can do.”

What kind of cruelty is this? What kind of world is this where a father has to beg just to keep his child alive? What justice is there when a hospital room becomes a slow, merciless execution?

My friend, I no longer ask for much just that I don’t have to carry him to his grave, instead of bringing him home.

Please help us… even with a word, even with a donation, even with a tear that moves the hearts of others.

My child is dying… and I am dying with him, second by second.

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Donate to Help Ahmed Hammad Provide For His Family, organized by Casimir Reynolds

My name is Casimir, and I am organizing this fundraiser on behalf of Ahmed H… Casimir Reynolds needs your support for Help Ahmed Hammad Prov

Save him before he fades away… before the coffin closes on my heart.

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Donate to Help Secure a Home for Family Unjustly Evicted, organized by Rachel from Motionwarrior

We don’t have a home anymore, despite the signed contract agr… Rachel from Motionwarrior needs your support for Help Secure a Home for Famil

We don’t have a home anymore, despite the signed contract agreement that made the house ours. We had an attorney that was supposed to halt the eviction, but suddenly disappeared and left us out for the birds. It’s really the landlord’s son who ended our stay at the house. He had the workers stuff our belongings in black garbage bags and toss them out to the street, breaking some things in the process, despite the officer telling me to my face when I was in panic, “We are professionals and will be careful with your items.”

One of the things that blew me away is that my dad (now battling cancer) volunteered as a first responder during our time here, and yet many in the neighborhood stopped by with comments or made fun of us, and what I think I understand is that because they know that we are artists and were always making the exterior of the house look pretty and well kept, they felt high enough to insult or make fun of our situation.

From overnight to the next day, frantically hustling and carrying/dragging our belongings, even bigger than us such as furniture and whatever was left of our stuff into a couple of moving trucks, the landlord’s son also called the cops on us multiple times since we had our “trash” on the property. He did this anyway even after watching us in the direct sun, going without eating, or taking breaks for several hours, desperate to collect our things and bring them off the property to safety in the midst of his request for the Town Garbage to dispose of our belongings. Literal blood, sweat, and tears were shed that day. He destroyed a lot of furniture that I remember taking a few years for my parents to save up for. I will never forget the sound my grand piano made when I watched it be lifted into the air and drop, shattering inside that larger dump truck. We suffered bruises, scratches/cuts (due to anonymous sharp items we couldn’t see in many bags), bug bites, poison ivy, and sunburns. We are even getting sick (such as testing positive for covid) due to going and sleeping at hotels to motels, inns, etc.

In November, the landlord’s son sent workers to remove/destroy our own plants, rare shrubs, self-built wooden planters, and other of our wood framing to “clean up” the yard. He also had them destroy and take down our fence that we built too, which was supposed to enhance my brother’s safety, as he can’t help himself suffering from Asperger’s/autism. The house was poorly constructed, in which my Dad (battling cancer), has been making improvements and repairs to the house throughout the years. The lease shows that we were on a “pay to own” plan, which we've already invested for around 15 years... We paid out of pocket and were very rarely compensated to fix any issues with the house, but kicked out anyway…

At this point, I am not looking to cover the cost to replace what was ruined or lost, but we are running out of resources, going from motels to hotels, while struggling to pay for storage, as well as any other form of shelter.

Unfortunately, we live in a relatively expensive part of New York, and it would be a lot of gas to inspect houses and meet with real estate agents, including bringing our things from the storage units to the new location even if we found a more affordable, well built house in another state. I would especially like my little sister to continue her education here as well, but the market for homes here aren’t in a very sparing range.

Since middle school, it was always my biggest dream and concern to buy a house for my family; in fear that something like this would happen. I have tried so hard to find ways to make it happen, but around where I live, these corporations are either not hiring, or I am believed to be inadequate for the job, even though I applied to many fields I’ve had experience and felt confident in.

I would like to secure a final place for my family. FULLY paid off. No longer needing to worry about the greed and control from heartless and unconcerned landlords, like the many years ago growing up, and now.

Your help and contribution is abundantly appreciated.

-Rachel ( aka MW ) ❤️❤️❤️

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Hello, I am sorry but my messages cannot send when it is done in private, to answer your question- I do not have the means to donate, but I have went to your blog and reblogged the donations sites/posts that you have, I am sorry for being unable to do anything significant, but I hope that this may help you reach someone who can. I hope that you and your family are safe.

Hello everyone💐

I am Mahmoud Al Sharif, married and have 3 children. My wife gave birth to a newborn baby on August ,12 ,2024.

‎‏We are from the Gaza Strip, which suffers from wars. I lived through 5 of these wars, and I lost my eyes and fingers hand , and my other eye was damaged. These were the previous wars until this 2023 war came and destroyed everything from my home and my workplace.

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Donate to Help Mahmoud's Family Overcome War Tragedy, organized by Heyam Sharif

I am Mahmoud Al-Sharif, married and have 3 children, and my wife is about to g… Heyam Sharif needs your support for Help Mahmoud's Family Ov

Please, can you see my story and judge if it is important or not🙏. My family faces unimaginable ‎‏challenges living in Gaza. We are seeking your support to help us find a safe and hopeful future outside this conflict zon💔

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Help Hana and Youssef

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I'm a mother of a 2-year-old child. His name is yousef...I see my son growing up in front of me and I do not know how or when. This is not what I wished for him. I was dreaming of a wonderful life to spend with him...a life not full of death, fear, destruction and deprivation...I wanted to fill his room with toys and his closet with clothes, and I wanted to buy children's books for him, but I couldn't... the war came and the wishes were gone...my goal became to provide him with milk and food. I can barely afford anything. Everything is expensive and we no longer have income to enable us to buy his needs. Kram eggs have been deprived of many of his basic needs. He has been deprived of safety and stability..No, fruits, or meat.

There is nothing but fear that fills my son's eyes as soon as he hears the voices around him. He does not realize what It happens outside, but he feels and sees it in our eyes when he looks at us.I cannot protect myself and my son. Help me to save my son yousef. He deserves a better life, as do all the children of Gaza and the world.

Alone, I cannot, but with your help, we will be able to find a safe place and a better future for my son. Be a reason to change a child's life for the better by visiting our link on GoFundMe. And donate anything to us, no matter how small...every dollar makes a difference and give a life for my son..

I am Youssef. I was very young at the beginning of the war, but now l have grown up and can walk and know how to speak and understand everything. I hope to get your help in publishing or donating on our Aaljo Fund Me account

My campaign is verified by 90ghost. verified campaign is listed as number 246 on the verified fundraiser spreadsheet vetted by nabulsi and el-shab-hussein

5€ may seem small

The most difficult decision for us was to leave our country, to leave Gaza, overcome the obstacles we faced and the losses we suffered, and begin a new life from scratch.

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Help Youssef and his family escape from Gaza

My name is Darius, an electrical engineer from California. I'm making this on behalf of Mohammed Rabah, a 26-year-old man in Khan Younis, Ga

Cases of Skin Rash are increasing everyday because of bacterial , fungal or viral infections , on the other sides alot of insects such as mosquitoes, ticks, fleas and flies, which act as vectors. What we are witnessing in shelter centers and displacement camps from the accumulation of stagnant water and inadequate management of waste and sanitation provides a fertile ground for disease vectors. Every day we see in our Medical point about 50 cases of multi-cause rash. 😥💔

Save our children from this war. Link for donation 👇🔗🍉

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Donate to Help Alaa's and her family evacuate, organized by Alaa Ayad

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We still very far from the goal. I hope everyone will donate even a little. I am confident that you will stand with me and support me until I reach my goal and remove my family from the danger of war. Share my story. Pin my story to your page. Everything helps.

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Help my Son " Ezzdeen "

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Donate to Help my family rise from the ashes, organized by Tahir Awad

Hello Everyone, I am Nour Al Madhoun, 30 years old, a computer engineer from gaza, my h… Tahir Awad needs your support for Help my family r

I want you to know that my ezzdeen is "ADHD" and very picky in his food, and now he is suffering from huge weight loss, because the crazy expensive prices for the food ,so that we can't afford to buy what he accepts, without you ezz will not regain his health.

We needs your support more than ever, the daily costs of living, the expensive treatments, I hope that through your support I can reach safety with my family.

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Ghada's Journey from Gaza:

A Plea to Save My Family from the Horrors of War

Hello, my name is Ghada, I am 32 years old,

and I once lived a life full of hope and ambition.

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Donate to Rising from the Ashes: Ghada’s Journey of Hope and Resilien, organized by ghada alanqar

A Cry from the Rubble: A Family Torn Apart by War … ghada alanqar needs your support for Rising from the Ashes: Ghada’s Journey o

I studied Information Technology and earned my bachelor’s degree, working for a private company for some time. But when the war in Gaza erupted, the company stopped operating and was completely destroyed, leaving me without a job and no place to work 💔.

As the bombing intensified and the violence escalated, we were forced to flee our beautiful home, which was completely destroyed, to the city of Rafah in southern Gaza. We lived in a small tent barely a few meters wide, but even that was not enough. We were forced to flee again to central Gaza, where we now live in a school for displaced people, moving from one place to another without knowing when this tragic journey will end 💔🏚️.

My father, Nabil, who is 62 years old, used to own an aluminum workshop, but it was destroyed during the war. My mother, Fatima, 57 years old, faces daily struggles with the lack of electricity and the closure of bakeries. At their age, my parents suffer greatly from the constant displacement and the challenges of moving from place to place 🚶‍♂️🚶‍♀️.

My younger brother, Khaled, 23 years old, graduated with a bachelor’s degree in accounting and worked at a contracting company before the war took away his job and shattered his dreams. Despite this, Khaled now bears the responsibility of providing for our basic needs like food and water, trying to keep our family afloat under these harsh conditions 🍞💧.

I also have two married brothers, Mohamed and Ahed, who live with us in the same displacement location with their children (Lama, Nabil, and Amir) and (Fatima, Eman, and Noor). The children, having lost their toys and games, have found some joy playing with the pets 🐾, trying to find happiness in the darkest of times.

But the bitter reality is that we are living in an uninhabitable environment. Diseases and insects are widespread, and sewage water floods the area around us. The children, who should be focused on learning and playing, now suffer from malnutrition and disease. Recently, the spread of the polio virus among them has only added to their pain and suffering 🦠😔.

Life here no longer meets basic human dignity. We live without clean water, without a home, without even the basics of survival. Our children have no education, no toys, no new clothes, not even shoes to protect their feet. Skin diseases, malnutrition, and polluted water and food are our daily reality. We are living in inhumane conditions in every sense of the word, and we beg you not to forget us 🙏.

All we hope for now is to find safety, to not die before we can escape or move to a safer place. But even that simple right seems impossible. We need your help to raise the money needed to cross the Rafah border between Gaza and Egypt, where the coordination cost for one person ranges between $5,000 and $7,000.

We are trying to hold on to hope 🌟, trying our best to find safety for ourselves and our children. With your support, we might just achieve that. Every share of this story, every donation, every bit of help can make a huge difference.

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Donate to Rising from the Ashes: Ghada’s Journey of Hope and Resilien, organized by ghada alanqar

A Cry from the Rubble: A Family Torn Apart by War … ghada alanqar needs your support for Rising from the Ashes: Ghada’s Journey o

Please, help us raise our voices, and help us save our family 🙏💙.

GoFundMe campaign link 💔❤️ >>>

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