Hello Everyone💐

Please help,Don’t Skip 🙏🏻❤️🍉

This is part of my house before the war and the

great destruction.

All the walls have been demolished

life is no longer ours, it is in our name, and the earth is our land. How has life changed? We used to enjoy a decent and beautiful life. We have now become homeless, displaced between camps I feel a big gap between what the house used to be, its safety and warmth, and what my eyes see now! The amount of destruction of all kinds in this small place. You will find shells wherever you look. You will find rocket powder. You will find rubble, piled up stones, and painful dreams.! (You can contribute by donating to get us to safety outside.) attached in the

) We have reached a point where you are very lucky if you have a room left of the whole house that is not demolished

Your support is crucial to help me rebuild and ensure my family's safety and survival. Your contribution will replace my tools and restore our hope and creativity.

Your donations, no matter how small, will make a big difference in our lives. It will help us secure food and medicine and will give us the opportunity to survive and overcome this crisis. We need your support now more than ever.

🆘🆘

1100 sek= 100$

Every 5$ will make differance to save my life

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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

Hello 👋

I am Haifa from Gaza 🇵🇸

Palestine, mother of three children. We faced many physical and psychological problems due to the war that completely destroyed our home and source of income. My children's health was destroyed due to polluted water and contaminated food. We live in very difficult conditions. We live in a nylon tent and my children shiver from the cold 🥶

My son Yousef, 8 years old, aspired to become an engineer, but the occupation destroyed his talent. Jourie and Joan, the cheerful twins full of humor and fun in our house, are 6 years old and are deprived of education. My children have no future here in Gaza. Help me get out safely.

Otherwise, the price of food has become very expensive, my children make me cry bitterly because I can't provide for their needs because I don't have money. Please your donation and help will mean a lot we have tragedies that need you don't ignore me

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Donate to Help Haifa and Her Children Rebuild Their Lives, organized by hifa homid

I am Haifa, a mother of 3 children, Youssef, hifaaa823 Jourie and Joan, fro… hifa homid needs your support for Help Haifa and Her Children R

A donation of $10 or $20 would mean a lot to the kids.

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Hi

I hope you are well

I want your help

Support me for treatment , if you can 😔💔

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Donate to Help me and my family to get treatment and survive, organized by Othman Jehad

I am one of the most affected people in the war on Gaza (dream, future… Othman Jehad needs your support for Help me and my family to get tre

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[Narrator Voice] She in fact, was not fine.

I'm totally normal about Twiyor/Spy x Family, you guys.

I'm not buried under a thousand fic recs and cute as fuck fanart.

I haven't binged the manga and started looking for any official merch I can get my grubby paws on.

I don't have Yor inspired earrings coming in the mail.

It's fine.

I'm fine

Mohammed is dying in my arms... and I can't save him 💔

How does a father cope with the moment when he sees his child slipping from his grasp, suffocating in front of him, trembling, groaning in pain, while he can do nothing but cry? How do I bear Mohammed's gaze as he stares at me with eyes filled with fear, silently asking, "Father, why are you letting me die?" And I have no answer. All I have is my tears falling down his little face, as if they're an apology for not being a father capable of saving him.

My son is dying in front of me.His breathing is fading. His body is trembling. His eyes are fading.

And the doctors are looking at me with merciless looks: "Either surgery immediately... or prepare to say goodbye."

His goodbye? How can a father hear those words and live? How can I stand helpless and watch my child slip through my fingers, knowing there is a chance to save him, but it isn't mine?

Mohammed is suffering from severe lung infections, and his tiny body can no longer resist. He needs urgent surgery, but I am poor, destitute, and unable to afford life. How can money be the barrier between me and saving my child? How can I accept that disability is the reason I lose him?

I feel like I'm living an endless nightmare... trapped in a moment that repeats itself mercilessly, a moment in which I see him in pain, unable to do anything. Don't let me bury him, knowing that I could have saved him if only a compassionate hand had reached out to me.

Please, don't let him die.Don't let my shroud be in my little one's hands.Don't let his voice fade forever while you still have a chance to save him.

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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

Every passing minute steals him further from me... every moment brings me closer to disaster. Any support, any sharing, any heart that moves to save him could mean the difference between life and death for my child.

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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

💔 Please... Save Mohammed before his name is written among the departed... before this plea turns into an elegy. 💔

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The war has returned, and the smell of death is everywhere.

The bombing and missiles never stop, There is no more food, drink, or even a safe place to sleep.

Even the internet connection has been cut off, and I am no longer able to share my story with you.

My loyal friends, please donate even a small amount and share my posts to reach donors.

I need you by my side. You are my only hope, Help me save my family from death and get out of Gaza to live in a safe place.

This man would be crying so hard he nearly got himself and Mikey into a car accident because he couldn’t properly see

🥺🙏Don't leave us if we need you, my heart is in pain💔

Hello my friends I am really not well The army withdrew from my area and left behind destruction and devastation. They displaced us, destroyed us, killed us and robbed us of our future. Unfortunately, my suffering is great and my tragedy cannot be tolerated by stones.

Please don't leave me I still need you Donate to rebuild my home and my children's future Save us

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Donate to Help Tahrir's Family Survive in Gaza, organized by Raina Carter

UPDATE 11/25/24 The family has lost another tent due to flooding (Israeli army w… Raina Carter needs your support for Help Tahrir's Fami

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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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🚨 A cry from a heart from which the last remaining thing is being ripped out... My child! 🚨

💔 My child is between life and death... and all I have is my tears that cannot save him, and my voice that no one hears!

A plea as if it were the last breath of a dying mother and her son, with no hope except that her words would reach hearts still beating with compassion.

Imagine placing your hand on your son's chest to check if he's still alive...Imagine holding his tiny hand and trying to convey to him that you're here...While your eyes are watching the machine...Because you know that the machine is the only thing keeping him alive!

My child now doesn't move... He doesn't scream... He doesn't laugh...

He's just fighting to live... And his only crime is that he was born into a house that had no money!

The doctors say:

"If the surgery isn't performed immediately, he'll die!"

I'm hurting and cry...Because I can't even afford to buy my child's life!

What injustice is greater than this?

What greater sorrow than seeing your soul snatched away before your eyes and you being unable to do anything?

What cruelty is more severe than seeing your son's pulse fading... while you count the price of life in seconds?

❌ I won't be able to pay for the surgery... and I won't even be able to scream afterward. I'll just carry him to the grave with my own hands! ❌

❌ He'll be washed while he can live... He'll be buried while he was just waiting for mercy! ❌

Don't leave us... Don't let a person be killed because he's poor!

✅ Donate any amount... You never know, maybe you'll write his life!

✅ Share this cry... Don't let it pass like the news, because this "son" is not news!

I am a dying mother... because her son is dying and she has nothing to do...

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

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Please... Don't let us both die!

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