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personally i remember most of my dreams, though sometimes the details get fuzzy after i wake up.
since you're here, could you please take a look at @mo-shamiaa 's campaign? it has already been verified by @nabulsi and @el-shab-hussein:
despite the fact that Mohammed was able to escape from Gaza, his family is still stuck in the midst of an invasion, his mother is currently sick and the campaign he organized to support them is still far from reaching its goal. as of now, it has currently reached only 27% of their end goal š
please, i appeal to the kindness and generosity within your heart, now is the moment to ACT.
donate what you can and share this campaign as widely as possible, with anyone you know. we can still help mohammed's family š
DON'T SCROLL PAST WITHOUT DOING ANYTHING!!! PLEASE, DO WHAT YOU CAN! EVEN THE BARE MINIMUM IS BETTER THAN NOTHING!
After losing our beautiful home and being displaced, we tried to adapt to a small tent to protect us from the winter cold and rain... We have been in the dilapidated tents for a year now, a year in the cold... No one feels what we feel, and after everything we lose our tent that we tried to adapt to for a year after the bombing of our neighborhood and the falling of stones on us, throwing our tent to the ground and making it unfit for habitation.šš
My sincere request to help us so that we can buy a new tent to protect us from the cold winter. The price of the tent is 500$ and the cost of the items we lost is $250.š
Every donation will make a difference to us in buying it. Protect a family from the cold. Just donate and share the post so that everyone can help us. šššššš
I am a mother from Gaza, living in harsh conditions due to continuous shelling and violent explosions. I have been forced to move from one place to another with my little daughter Ghazal, who was born amidst this war. I need your help to buy a tent and supplies for her so we can be in a safe place.
Please consider donating to support us during this difficult time. Help Tia; she deserves a better life. Thank you to everyone who offers their assistance! ā¤ļø #Gaza #ChildAid"
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Please don't let us die alone here. Donate, share, like anything
š¬ Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, weāve now reached $12,837āa milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
As many of you know, Iāve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. Itās in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, Iāve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
ā21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighborās House Was Destroyedā A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
ā22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruinsā This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
Despite everything, weāre still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than beforeāand for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
Weāre trapped.
š We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. šØāš©āš§ Our family is forever changedāwe havenāt just lost people; weāve lost pieces of ourselves. š Basic needs go unmetāeven clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yetā¦
Your support reminds us that weāre not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That weāre not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: Youāre walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
If youāve already donatedāthank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
This isnāt just about reaching a fundraising goal. Itās about surviving war with dignity. Itās about believing in tomorrow. Itās about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. Youāve helped me find my voiceāand I will use it to keep hope alive.
Thereās something I need to sayāsomething thatās been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didnāt know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fearāfear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
Iām learning as I go. Iāve slowed down. Iām more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came fromāand I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ā„ļø
My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. Iāve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out ā not because I want to, but because I need to.
I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time ā a brief ceasefire ā where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.
My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.
I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things ā a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.
This campaign isnāt just about survival. Itās about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. Itās about showing my daughter ā even though I wonāt mention her name here ā that the world didnāt forget us.
If youāve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that weāre not alone.
I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there ā people like you ā still care.
Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.