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After 400 Days of Struggle, We Need Your Help to Build a Future

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Hello, I’m Neda, a mother of four dear children. Two of them are in university, and two are in middle school.

I used to work remotely in SEO (Search Engine Optimization) with several Arabic and international companies, but due to the challenging circumstances we're facing, it has become difficult to continue in this field regularly.

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Donate to Help my family to get out of Gaza, organized by Ahmed Alzaeem

Dear Friends and Supporters, I am reaching out to you with a heavy heart, hopin… Ahmed Alzaeem needs your support for Help my family

After our previous accounts on Tumblr were closed like @malkzaeem, @malkzaim, @zaeemspo , I had to start this new one because I want to give them a chance at a better future.

My eldest child is 19, and the youngest is 12. Today, we face many challenges, but I hold onto hope that I can still help them build a better life despite the tough circumstances.

After more than 400 days of war, frequent displacement, rising living costs, and a severe shortage of food supplies, we are struggling daily.

I am in need of your support today: whether through donations, or by helping me spread this link to reach as many people as possible. Any support, no matter how small, will make a big difference in the lives of my children.

My account has been verified by Nabulsi and el shab Hussein, and it is listed as number 129 in the sheet, and I hope you will be part of this journey as we strive to build a better tomorrow. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for any help you can offer.

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Cry for Help from Beneath the Rubble

No words can describe the suffering we endure here in Gaza. Life no longer feels like life. Today, with the border crossings closed once again and humanitarian aid halted, our suffering has doubled. Even the most basic necessities have become an unattainable luxury.Like thousands of other families, my family struggles to survive in this nightmare. We live among the rubble, carrying water from long distances because our infrastructure has been destroyed. Prices have skyrocketed, making food and medicine nearly impossible to afford.

Every day is a new battle, and every moment without food, medicine, or hope adds to our pain. We ask for nothing but the right to live, the right to safety, and the right to find someone who will stand with us in this darkness.To everyone who can help, to every heart that beats with compassion my family needs you. Every contribution, no matter how small, could mean the difference between life and death. Please, don’t leave us alone in this suffering.

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I am Abdulrahman, I live in Gaza. Please help me.

This fundraising campaign is dedicated to the family of Abdulrahman, 35, whose extended family is struggling to provide for his children, es

Save our lives ‼️🚨

"I am Wissam... The last time I hugged someone, it was a corpse." 😭💔

The night was very long that day. I was counting the days until I would give birth to my twins. I brought them names, and planned to wrap my body around them when the tents grew cold. But death was faster. 😭

We fled our home under shelling, and my father was in the hospital, unable to stand. I told them, "My father can't move." The soldier said, "It doesn't matter, leave." So we left... and my father was left alone, until his heart closed forever. 😔💔

On the way south, I walked for hours carrying two children in my belly, a bag in my hand, and the rest of my memories on my back.

I bled on the way.

I lost my twins there, on the asphalt, in front of my other children who couldn't even cry. 😭😭

The next day, I woke up and found them buried under the sand. No grave, no names.

Now, I'm seven months pregnant with my third child.

But anemia is tearing me apart, stress is breaking my head, and hunger is eating away at what's left of me.

I feel my baby pleading with me from within: "Mother, don't die."

And I apologize to him every day... because I can't promise him life.

“I am Wissam… I lost my father, my children, my home, and even my voice.

I don’t want to lose this child too.

Help me before I become another memory in this broken land.

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Donate to Help Wissam's Family Escape War and Famine, organized by Casimir Reynolds

My name is Casimir, and I am organizing this fundraiser on behalf of Wissa… Casimir Reynolds needs your support for Help Wissam's Family Esc

My father was the only one I could place all my hopes and dreams on. He was the one who lifted me up whenever I fell, and held my hand when my steps faltered. In those dark days of war, I saw him strong in front of me. Even in moments of silence, his presence was enough to make me feel safe. He wasn't just the father I loved, he was my refuge, the hope I lived by. 😭💔

But one day, suddenly, that hope disappeared.

The sky was covered with heavy clouds, as if it knew what was going to happen. That day, I was at home, climbing on my tiptoes, holding on to any glimmer of hope, but when I entered our small room, I found my mother in the corner of the room crying, her face pale, her eyes filled with tears, and her mouth almost unable to speak. 💔😭

I couldn't believe what she was saying. My father, who had always been the strength in my life, was gone. In an instant, everything disappeared, and the words kept repeating in my head without me being able to understand them. "He's not coming back." Those words were harder than any blow I had ever received in my life. 😭😭

I felt like I was in a dark dream. How could my father disappear like that? How could time go on without his voice, without me seeing his face again? How much I needed him in those moments, how much I needed to hear his words of reassurance. But it was all over, and all that remained was the silence filling the emptiness around me. 💔

Every corner of the house became a tragedy. Everything reminded me of him, every corner, every smell, everything. I thought I would lose my ability to breathe. His absence was heavier than anything else. I cannot imagine a world without him, and I cannot see a future without his advice, without a hand to lift me up whenever I feel like I am drowning.

As I sit here, in that dark room, I remember everything about my father. How he used to laugh when I made small mistakes, how he used to hug me when the world was dark, and how his words filled my life with meaning. But now he's not here, and the emptiness in my heart can't be filled with anything else. Every time I close my eyes, I see him in every corner. I feel him, but I can't touch him. And despite all the pain, despite all the sadness, I know he's not coming back, that he's left me in this world, to face it alone.

He's gone, but a part of him, a part of his soul, will remain in my heart forever. Even though I can't hear his voice or see him, I carry his memories with me every step of the way, every moment. I've lost him, but I can never forget him.😭😔

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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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Share as much as you can to help the Tabad family

🚨 This isn't a plea. This is the cry of a mother being torn apart.

This is what it looks like... when a child dies, not from disease, but from poverty.

My child isn't treated.

He isn't held.

He's tortured—slowly and silently—and I watch.

He no longer cries. He chokes.

His lips are blue. His eyes are dull.

His chest barely rises, as if every breath is a war.

And I, his mother, stand here... completely useless.

They told me:

"Pay now, or take him to die."

They said it coldly. Without hesitation. Without heart.

As if my child isn't a life...just a number on a bill.

My child isn't dying from disease.

He dies because we are poor.

And the world is merciless to the poor.

Can you imagine watching your child vanish, knowing that he could be saved—if only you had the money?

Can you imagine digging his grave...

Not because he lost the battle -

But because no one gave him a chance to fight?

Every second is a knife.Every breath he loses - it breaks me more than death does.

I'm not asking for luxury.

I'm not asking for miracles.

I'm begging: Don't force me to bury him while he's still looking at me.

❌ No surgery

❌ No oxygen

❌ No time

❌ Nothing... except God... and maybe... you

If you have an ounce of humanity - help me.

If you're a mother, a father, a human being - save him.

If you can't donate, share this. Let the world hear his silent scream.

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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

I'm a mother who's silently collapsing...I don't want to bury my child in a graveWhen he can still laugh... run... say "Mama"- if only we could keep him alive.

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Hello👋Helping Hani's family and Wassim's family to survive 🙏🍉 Hani's family consists of 5 members, his wife and three children. The occupation destroyed our beautiful home and our source of livelihood. We have been living homeless and I have been seriously injured in my feet since March 7, 2023 until this moment, and I have not been treated. I live on painkillers only, and I need an artificial joint. And the second family, which is the Wassim family consisting of 7 members, I am a university student and I did not finish my education because of the war on Gaza, my dream was to be an engineer, but my university was destroyed, I am in charge About my family because my father suffers from a lot of envelopes in his back and my brother needs an urgent eye operation,

we live in a tent that has become torn since the beginning of the war on Gaza We have been displaced repeatedly to different places in Gaza to find safety We both families suffer from food shortages due to the closure of the crossings Food and medicine have become expensive

We need your help and donations, your donation helps the two families and other families to survive Thank you everyone who participates and contributes to our campaign🇵🇸🍉

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Help, Hani's family and Wassim's family from Gaza to survive

Hello to all, my name is Mohamed, and I'm doing this to help to raise funds for two families from Gaza City to survive from this global situ

✅ Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #99 ) ✅

Gaza Is Screaming—But Who Will Listen? 🌍💔

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PC I'm trying to vetted my account in @gazavetters 🙏🙏🙏

Please help in sharing @90-ghost

I don’t know how to explain this pain in words. But if you’re reading this, I need you to listen. 25 of my family members are gone. The war didn’t just take their lives—it took our future.

We are still fighting to survive. With no home, no income, and nowhere safe to go, we are asking for your kindness.

💔 $5,000 for the father.

💔 $5,000 for the mother.

💔 $2,500 for Khaled.

💔 $2,500 for Intesar.

📌 The rest will help us hold on to what little we have left.

Even if you can’t donate, just sharing this post is a way to help. Please, don’t scroll past.

💙 Donate here:

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Donate to Please Save Khaled and Nana’s Family In Gaza, organized by Jess Rapoza

Hello all, my name is Jess Rapoza from the USA. I am raising money on behalf … Jess Rapoza needs your support for Please Save Khaled and Nan

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I am Falestine, Jad Al-Haq, I am 37 years old, married, and I have a eight-month-old child named Youssef. I gave birth to him during the war during very harsh conditions that no human being can bear. I moved from the hospital immediately after giving birth to the tent in which we were staying after we were displaced to it after the Israeli bulldozers completely bulldozed my house. and my suffering did not start from here. Rather, it began since the beginning of the war, and I am still suffering. I cannot provide enough milk for my baby or diapers. Even medicines and vitamins are not available.

I ask you for your urgent help in disseminating the link to my family and communicating it to people interested and able to help us.  I didn't want to do it, but the tragic situation we are living in is what pushed me to do it.  I feel sad and helpless, after we had everything, we are now homeless on the streets, living in a tent next to a dilapidated public toilet and there is sewage, dirt and waste everywhere, we sleep on it!  We suffer from terrible heat, insects, scorpions, the danger of death, bombs and missiles, in addition to hunger of course, the danger of pollution and terrible diseases, especially the digestive, respiratory and reproductive systems!

.  My father and mother could not bear it any longer. My father had a stroke after losing his home and his place of work, and my mother suffers from chronic diseases and needs treatment.

  Do you have the right to imagine that when you spend your life building for yourself and your children to live a decent life, all of this disappears in the blink of an eye, and now when you reach the age where you should rest, you are forced to start again!!?  But the most important thing now is to try to survive and protect your children from all the factors of death that surround us!  I ask everyone who has humanity or conscience to feel our situation and put themselves in our place.  How can someone who has lived with dignity all his life accept this?  We are slowly dying every day.

Your donation, no matter how small, can have a big impact.  It can provide a meal for my little one, a clean bottle of water, or a moment of safety under these difficult circumstances.  Every donation brings with it a ray of hope, alleviating our suffering and giving us the strength to face a new day.

I ask you to donate and support the steadfastness of the Gazan people, and share this campaign with your friends and families.  Together, we can make a difference and help my family get through this ordeal.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your generosity and support.

Warm greetings,

Falestine

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Help Falestine and Her Family Survive the Gaza Crisis

Hello Everyone,

Welcome to Our Community! 🤝🏻

Thank you for your continued support of the Palestinian cause and Gaza. We are living in extremely difficult conditions, but with your solidarity, we can move forward toward hope and freedom. Here, we will share our stories and challenges, and we look forward to building a strong community that supports each other during these tough times.

Together, we can make a difference. Thank you again for all your support.🙏🙏🙏

Chuffed

I am Abdulrahman, I live in Gaza. Please help me.

This fundraising campaign is dedicated to the family of Abdulrahman, 35, whose extended family is struggling to provide for his children, es

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ok last thing. but what people fundamentally need to get through their heads is the significance of gaza fundraisers not being the same as like mutual aid when you're helping someone get groceries, because it is a genocide. there is insane deliberate scarcity and prices are unmanageable, because there is nowhere nearly enough for everyone, so only people who can pay can eat. and what positioning individual fundraisers as the only course of action does is quite simply give a tiny percentage of random people whose fundraisers take off the ability to pay those prices while thousands of others can't. and every one of those thousands of people without a fundraiser is suffering through the same inconceivably horrific reality. it is giving a few completely desperate people out of hundreds of thousands a slightly more favorable position in a horrific war economy of imposed scarcity. and what grassroots community kitchens do is try to mitigate in some small way that inconceivable hierarchy of who can pay and who can't, by stretching ingredients as far as they can last to cook meals at large scale and give them out at no cost. and obviously people are still going to send money to their friends and families because this is hell what else are we supposed to do but please just think about that before promoting endless individual fundraisers as somehow the most ethical way to help