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Hello
My name is Mohammed Saqallah, I am 23 years old. I used to work in a smartphone store in the customer service department ð±.

My brother Mahmoud (20 years old) and I dreamed of establishing a mobile repair shop together ð ïžð¡. But the war stole our dreams and destroyed our home over our heads ðïžð¥.

One fateful night during the harsh war ðâ ïž, our home turned to rubble after being bombed by the Israeli occupation ð£. We miraculously survived ðâš after the civil defense ð managed to rescue us from under the ruins. However, the devastation left behind is beyond description. Now, we are homeless ðŽââ ïž with no source of income ðŒ, and the dreams we spent years building have turned into painful memories ð.

My younger sisters now live in a constant state of fear ð¢:
Hala (14 years old): Trembles at the sound of explosions ðšð¥.
Lama (15 years old): Has lost the ability to sleep due to nightmares ðð.
Haya (16 years old): Experiences panic attacks whenever she hears gunfire ðð£.
Hifa (17 years old): Lives in shock ð, even though she was always my source of support and encouragement to pursue my dreams â€ïžâš.
As for me, I lost my job and my source of income ððŒ. My brother Mahmoud, who dreamed of studying smartphone engineering ðð¡, could not enroll in university as he hoped ð. Even my parents ð©âðŠâðŠ, who were our pillar of strength ð€², are now struggling with the psychological and financial toll of this war ð¥ºð.
Why Are We Asking for Help? ð€ð
We are now seeking to leave Gaza in search of safety and a better future ððïž. The cost of coordination and leaving Gaza is enormous, as we need $5,000 for each family member, which includes me, Mahmoud, my parents, and my four sisters ðžðšâð©âð§âðŠ, totaling $40,000 ðµ.
Additionally, my brother Mahmoud needs $5,000 for his university education once we leave ðð.
Total Needed: $45,000 ð°ðµ

This amount would be a lifeline for us ð:
Safety: To leave Gaza and escape the daily fear that surrounds us ðïžð.
Education: To help Mahmoud achieve his dream of studying smartphone engineering ð±ðâš.
Hope: To give us all a fresh start after losing everything ðᅵᅵᅵ.
Any donation, no matter how small, will make a huge difference in our lives ðð. You are the hope that can bring us back to life ðâ€ïž. Thank you to everyone who extends a helping hand ð€âš.
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Rolan
A Childhood Stolen by War ð
When I think of my little Ø daughter Rolan, the first thing that comes to mind is her innocent laughter that used to fill our home with joy.


Rolan, who is just five years old, was once a lively, energetic child, full of innocence and unaware of anything but playing with her toys ð§žð.
Since the war began, everything has changed.
We have been forced to flee several times, each time hoping that it would be our last stop ððïž.
Rolan would watch us silently as we packed our few belongings, her eyes reflecting fear and confusion about what was happening around her ð.
In the last place we went to, Rolan began to suffer from a problem with her skin, which began to become constantly sensitive due to pollution, insect bites, and germs spread everywhere.
Rolan cried from the pain, and we couldn't afford to get her the necessary treatmentð¢
Access to doctors or medicine became almost impossible due to the ongoing conflict ð«ð©º, and we now live in a place lacking the most basic necessities.
Rolan would ask us innocently, "Why can't I play like I used to? Why does my skin hurt?" ð¥º, and all we could do was reassure her that everything would be okay, even though deep inside, we felt completely helpless.
Our constant displacement has also affected her nutrition ðœïž.
Despite all this pain, Rolan remains a child ðž.
Even in the hardest moments, she tries to smile ð, searching for small moments of joy in anything she can find around her.
Her story is the story of thousands of children who have suffered because of the war ðïž.
Her life has been suspended between pain, fear, and deprivation.
All we want is to give her back a piece of the life she deserves ðš.
We are doing everything we can to provide Rolan with the treatment she needs and to restore the sense of safety she has lost, but we cannot do it alone ð€².
We need your support, not only to secure medicine and treatment but to give Rolan the chance to live her childhood as she should ðž.
Every contribution can help heal her wounds and bring back the smile weâve missed ð.
We want to give her a better future, free from pain and fear ðâš.
best wishes:
Amal Alhaj
My husband
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A Story of Struggle: A Motherâs Battle in the Time of War and Displacement
In a life filled with pain and oppression ð, in a time that has taken everything from us ð, we were forced to flee our home ðïž, leaving behind our memories and sense of safety ð¥. Now, we find ourselves facing a new reality full of endless challenges ð. Amidst all this, my wife stands like a rock ðªš, defying the harsh winds ð¬ïž, turning pain into strength ðª, and ashes into hope ð.
She sits in front of a handmade clay oven ð, in a simple place that doesn't protect us from the cold âïž or heat ð, baking bread for us with patience and love ð§¡. Despite the harsh conditions ð£, and the war that has destroyed our dreams ð¥, she continues to fight to provide for our children ð¶ðŠð§. Her hands, worn out by hard labor ðïž, have never stopped giving ð, carrying in every loaf a story of endurance ðª, struggle ð±, and renewed hope ð.
These photos are not just fleeting moments ðž â they are a testament to the daily suffering we endure ð¥º, and to the strength of a woman who bears more than she can handle just to keep her family alive amidst all this devastation ð.
sorrow ð, but also with faith that kindness still exists in this world âš. We are in desperate need of your help ð€², of someone to stand by us in this ordeal ð, someone to lighten the burden of this life that weighs us down ðïžââïž. Any support, no matter how small ð¥º, will have a huge impact on our lives and bring hope back to our hearts ð.
May these words reach those who have compassion and humanity in their hearts ðð. Help us continue to live ð±. Be our support in these harsh days ð.
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Help my family survive the inferno of war and restore hope and a dignified life to usðšðððïž
My name is Mohammad Taysir a 34-year-old Palestinian from Gaza. ðµðž I used to live with my family, which includes my parents, my wife, and my two children, Jude, who is 4 years old, and Yazan, who is 3 years old, in a simple home filled with love and warmth. ð â€ïž I was striving to provide a decent life for my family despite the enormous challenges in Gaza. ð We lived with the hope that the future would bring better days, but the recent war turned our lives upside down. ð

I used to work as a mobile app developer, a field I loved and dedicated years of my life to mastering. ð»â€ïž My job was our primary source of income, enabling me to provide for my family and give my children a chance for education and a stable life. ððšâð©âð§âðŠ I used to spend long hours developing applications, dreaming of contributing to the growth of this field in Gaza. ðð± However, with the war, everything suddenly came to a halt. ð I lost all my devices and equipment, and I no longer have even the basic environment to continue my work. ð ïžâ Now, I am unemployed and face daily challenges in securing my family's basic needs. ð¥ºð

One harsh morning, everything changed. Our home was destroyed in an instant due to intense bombing, reduced to nothing but a pile of rubble. ð We lost our memories, our safety, and everything we had built over the years. That place, which was a shelter for our dreams and cherished moments, became nothing more than a painful memory. ð â¡ïžðªš The most devastating part was that my father didnât survive; he passed away, leaving a huge void in our lives. ð¢ The feeling of helplessness and shock was unbearable, especially as I suddenly found myself searching for a refuge for my family amidst this destruction. ðªïžðšâð©âð§âðŠ
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We were displaced to the south, to one of the shelter schools, where this temporary place has become our daily reality. Life here feels like a constant struggle; we suffer from severe shortages of food and water, often going to bed hungry or sharing small bites among us. ðð§ Medicines are almost nonexistent, leaving us in constant fear for my childrenâs health, especially with the spread of diseases in this overcrowded space. ð· The lack of privacy and the biting cold rob us of sleep. 𥶠Every day is a battle for survival, and I try to endure it all with patience, just to give my family a glimmer of hope amidst this never-ending suffering. ð


I write to you today in desperate need of your supportânot just for us, but for everyone who has lost their home and family in this war. ðð Your donation could be the hope that helps us rebuild a better life. ð Any assistance you provide, no matter how small, will make a huge difference in our lives. ð In these difficult times, all I can do is humbly ask you to extend a helping hand to us, to restore some hope for the future. ð€²âš You are the source of goodness, and every donation from you is a ray of light in our lives. ðð


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Our family story: A journey of pain and hope ðð
We are a that contains 8 people of different ages, and we have different dreams and great ambitions. For example, Aya (25 years old) graduated from university as a translator and English teacher, got married and went to the south with her husband to search safety. Ahmed (23 years old) graduated from automotive electrical engineering, but he did not work in it because the war came and destroyed all his dreams of building a large garage for car maintenance. As for Amer (22 years old), he dreamed of owning all kinds of cars and renting them, but his dreams did not last.... because the war stole our dreams and destroyed our home over our heads ðïžð¥.
On one of the harsh nights of the war ðâ ïž, our home turned into rubble after the Zionist occupation bombed ð£. We miraculously survived ðâš when the civil defense ð managed to pull us out from under the rubble, but the destruction left behind was beyond description. We are now homeless ðŽââ ïž and without a source of income ðŒ, and the dreams we built for years have become just a painful memory ð.
My little sisters are now living in a state of constant fear ð¢:
Hala Al-Sham (10 years old): She shivers when she hears the sounds of explosions and suffers from malnutrition ðšð¥.
Hayat and Eman, our precious twins (12 years old): They have lost the ability to sleep due to nightmares ðð.
And they suffer from panic attacks whenever they hear the sound of gunfire ðð£.
But they did not see the world because since they were born the country was exposed to continuous wars, so their childhood was lost and they stopped studying because of the war ðð¥º
Each of us has a story in this family. We hoped to build our dreams on it, but everything was destroyed ð¥. Even my mom and dad ð©âðŠâðŠ, who were our support ð€², are now suffering from the psychological and financial effects of this war ð¥ºð.
Why are we asking for help? ð€ð
We are now seeking to leave Gaza in search of safety and a better future ððïž. The costs of coordination and exit from Gaza are very high, as we need $ 20,000 for each member of my family of 9 people (dad, mom, Aya and her husband, Ahmed, Amer and my three sisters) ðžðšâð©âð§âðŠ, equivalent to $ 180,000 ðµ.
In addition, we want to open a project so that we can compensate for the psychological and financial damages we suffered during the war ð¥ºð¥ºðð¥
Total required: $ 200,000 ð°ðµ
This amount will represent a lifeline for us ð:
Safety: Getting out of Gaza and getting rid of the fear that surrounds us daily ðïžð.
Education: Completing the education of my sisters who stopped studying while they were still children ð±ðâš.
Hope: A new beginning for all of us after we lost everything ðð .
Any donation, no matter how small, will make a huge difference in our lives ðð. You are the hope that can bring us back to life again ðâ€ïž. Thank you to everyone who contributes to helping us ð€âš.
https://gofund.me/20dc1f6f
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Weâre just one step away from achieving our goalâonly $485 separates us from raising the $10000 needed to bring stability to our family. ð¿ð
This campaign isnât just about numbers; itâs about providing hope and a future after the hardships of displacement. ð€ïžð
Your generosity has brought us this far, and weâre so close to the finish line. ðïž
Letâs make this dream a reality together. ð€²ð
Be the difference today. ð Even the smallest contribution can help us reach our goal. Donate now:
https://gofund.me/abbc2759
For those who see this please, visit their blog and reblog their blogâs posts so they get more attention and if you have the money to spare please donate.
Also I apologize, but I do not have the ability to donate to you. Trust me if I had the ability I would but I don't and I can't. I have no bank account or credit card to transfer money to and no job to gain any money. Every time I ask my parents to help they shut me down so this is the only way to help you. Please forgive me.
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Palestine is an ancient land located in the heart of the Middle East, renowned throughout history for its natural beauty, cultural diversity, and deep historical significance ð. It is the birthplace of the three monotheistic religions: Islam, Christianity, and Judaism . Since 1948, the Palestinian people have endured displacement and hardship due to the ongoing conflict, with hundreds of thousands forced to leave their homes ð ð. Their lands have been divided and occupied, creating a continuous humanitarian crisis ð. Despite all these challenges, Palestinians remain steadfast, holding onto their land and history, living in hope for peace and the return to their beloved homes and cities ðïžð¡.

My name is Mohammad Taysir Al-Naqr, and I am 34 years old. My wife Basma, who is 27, and my young children, Jude, four years old, and Yazan, three years old, are my dearest treasures ð. I used to work as a mobile app developer ð»ð±, doing everything I could to provide my family with a decent life. But the war stripped me of my job, and now, we are without any source of income in these harsh times ðð.

Our home crumbled under heavy bombing, and we were forced to flee to the southern part of the Gaza Strip, carrying with us the trauma of shattered memories and the pain of parting from the life we once knew ðïžð. Now, we live in an old school ð«, crowded with other families who share our sorrow and dream of one day returning to our homes ð¡ð.


Without clean water or enough food ð°ð, we live each day with bitterness and fear ð¢. I have nothing to offer Jude except hope, and nothing for my wife but patience ð±ð. The sound of bombing feels as if it has become a part of our daily conversation ð¥, it seeps into my children's dreams, causing them to shiver not only from the cold but from the nightmares of this relentless war ð¥¶ð.


I try to hold onto hope and find someone who can extend a helping hand ð€². My family deserves a better life, and my young children deserve to sleep in safety, far from the sounds of bombing and the cold darkness of the school ð¯ïžð«. Here, we struggle to survive, clinging to the possibility of a compassionate touch that could bring back some warmth to our lives, putting cozy blankets over my little children's bodies ðïžâ€ïž.


In these difficult circumstances, my only hope is to secure the basic needs for my family ðïžð. I appeal to those with kind hearts to consider helping us, whether through donations or by sharing our story ð. Any support or sharing can make a big difference in my childrenâs lives, bringing a glimmer of hope into our darkn
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"Dear compassionate souls around the world â€ïžð,
Today, I am reaching out with a heavy heart filled with both sorrow and hope ð¢ð. My family and I are going through an unimaginably difficult time here in Gaza ðð, where we struggle daily amid the devastation and danger of conflict ð¥ðªïž. My young daughter suffers from malnutrition ð§ð¥ºð, and my father is bravely battling cancer ðïžð. All we dream of now is to find safety ðïžâš and a chance for a life filled with dignity and peace ð
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Our life has turned into an unending nightmare ðð, and our only escape lies in finding a safe haven ðââïžðš, a place where we can begin to heal ð©¹âš and feel protected ð¡â€ïž. We deeply need your support ð€²ð to help us leave this tragedy behind ð§ïžð and build a future where our children can grow up in peace ðïžðšâð©âð§.
I ask, from the depths of my heart ðð, for anyone reading this to consider helping us in any way they canâwhether by making a donation ðµð€² or sharing our story across as many platforms as possible ð²ð. Please help us by sharing our journey on Tumblr and other social media platforms ðð, and by talking about our story with your friends and family ð¬ð. Every contribution ð and every share ðâš could bring us one step closer to a life free from fear, a life where we can rebuild ð
ð.
To each of you offering a helping hand âð€ or sharing our voice with the world ðð«, thank you from the bottom of my heart.
With endless gratitude ð¥¹ð and a steadfast hope for brighter days ahead âšð,"
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Youâre the light, youâre the night ðð Youâre the color of my blood â€ïžð©ž Youâre the cure, youâre the painðð Youâre the only thing I wanna touch ð€²ð¥ Never knew that it could mean so muchð«ð So much
Youâre the fear, I donât care ðšâ âCause Iâve never been so highâïžð Follow me to the dark ðð€ Let me take you past the satellites ð°ïžâš You can see the world you brought to life ðð To life ðð
So love me like you do ðð Lo-lo-love me like you do ðð¶ Love me like you do ðð¥ Lo-lo-love me like you do ðµð ð¶ððð¶
She listens, absolutely enchanted, and marvels at the fact that he always seems to pick just the right songs. All the love songs she likes are weird, moody, and/or bittersweet. But then the perfect one comes to her. Even though they really only had that once dance and a twirl so far, the feeling is spot on. Plus, "dance" can be interpreted metaphorically, in a couple of different ways.
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You're from New York, you are so relevant You reduce me to cosmic tears
Luminous, more so than most anyone Unapologetically alive Knot in my stomach And lump in my throat
I love you when you dance When you freestyle in trance So pure, such an expression
I love you when you dance When you freestyle in trance So pure, such an expression
Supposed former infatuation junkie I sink three pointers and you wax poetically
I love you when you dance When you freestyle in trance So pure, such an expression
I love you when you dance When you freestyle in trance So pure, such an expression
Let's grease the wheel over tea Let's discuss things in confidence Let's be outspoken, let's be ridiculous Let's solve the world's problems
I love you when you dance When you freestyle in trance So pure, such an expression
I love you when you dance When you freestyle in trance So pure, such an expression
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The Story of Mohammed Saqallah and His Family: A Journey of Pain and Hope ðð
My name is Mohammed Saqallah, I am 23 years old. I used to work in a smartphone store in the customer service department ð±. My brother Mahmoud (20 years old) and I dreamed of establishing a mobile repair shop together ð ïžð¡. But the war stole our dreams and destroyed our home over our heads ðïžð¥.
One fateful night during the harsh war ðâ ïž, our home turned to rubble after being bombed by the Israeli occupation ð£. We miraculously survived ðâš after the civil defense ð managed to rescue us from under the ruins. However, the devastation left behind is beyond description. Now, we are homeless ðŽââ ïž with no source of income ðŒ, and the dreams we spent years building have turned into painful memories ð.
My younger sisters now live in a constant state of fear ð¢:
Hala (14 years old): Trembles at the sound of explosions ðšð¥.
Lama (15 years old): Has lost the ability to sleep due to nightmares ðð.
Haya (16 years old): Experiences panic attacks whenever she hears gunfire ðð£.
Hifa (17 years old): Lives in shock ð, even though she was always my source of support and encouragement to pursue my dreams â€ïžâš.
As for me, I lost my job and my source of income ððŒ. My brother Mahmoud, who dreamed of studying smartphone engineering ðð¡, could not enroll in university as he hoped ð. Even my parents ð©âðŠâðŠ, who were our pillar of strength ð€², are now struggling with the psychological and financial toll of this war ð¥ºð.
Why Are We Asking for Help? ð€ð
We are now seeking to leave Gaza in search of safety and a better future ððïž. The cost of coordination and leaving Gaza is enormous, as we need $5,000 for each family member, which includes me, Mahmoud, my parents, and my four sisters ðžðšâð©âð§âðŠ, totaling $40,000 ðµ.
Additionally, my brother Mahmoud needs $5,000 for his university education once we leave ðð.
Total Needed: $45,000 ð°ðµ
This amount would be a lifeline for us ð:
Safety: To leave Gaza and escape the daily fear that surrounds us ðïžð.
Education: To help Mahmoud achieve his dream of studying smartphone engineering ð±ðâš.
Hope: To give us all a fresh start after losing everything ðð .
Any donation, no matter how small, will make a huge difference in our lives ðð. You are the hope that can bring us back to life ðâ€ïž. Thank you to everyone who extends a helping hand ð€âš.
https://gofund.me/77caca00
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"To all the kind hearts around the world â€ïžð,
I reach out to you today with a message of pain and hope ð¢ðâš, coming from a heart living through the most difficult times ðð. We are a small family in Gaza ðð, struggling to survive each day amid the horrors of war and destruction ð¥ðªïž. I write to you with my eyes on my young daughter ð§ð¥º, who suffers from malnutrition ðð§, and my heart with my father who is battling cancer ðïžð. My entire family longs for a glimpse of safety ðïžâš and a dignified life ð
ð.
Our life here has become an unending nightmare ðð, and our only hope now is to escape this torment ðââïžðš and find a place that offers us the chance to heal ð©¹âš, to feel safe ð¡â€ïž, and to live the life we deserve ðð. We desperately need your support ð€²ð to help us escape from this tragedy ð§ïžð and find a safe place where we and our children can live in peace ðïžðšâð©âð§.
I appeal to you today from the depths of a wounded heart ðð. I kindly ask everyone who reads this message to help us in any way they canâwhether through a donation ðµð€² or by sharing our story as widely as possible ð²ð. Please, adopt our campaign, share it on Tumblr and all social media platforms ðð, and talk about it with your friends and family ð¬ð so that our story reaches as many people as possible ð£ïžðïž. Every donation ð, every share ðâš, could be the first step toward saving my family ð«ð , getting us out of this tragic situation ðªð, and giving us a chance to live again ð
ð.
Thank you to each of you who extends a helping hand âð€ or helps us get our voice out to the world ðð«.
With deep gratitude ð¥¹ð and undying hope âšð,"
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"To all the kind souls around the world â€ïžð,
Today, I reach out to you with a heavy heart filled with sadness and hope ð¢ð. My family and I are going through an unimaginable time here in Gaza ðð, struggling daily amidst the destruction and danger of conflict ð¥ðªïž. I am suffering from an injury as a result of the occupation bombing our home and there are many pieces of iron stuck in my body ðð¥ºðïžð. All I dream of now is to get out of Gaza and have my operation safely because it requires good medical facilities outside the Gaza Strip due to the lack of a health system in my country ðïžâš and a chance to return to my life that I used to live with dignity and peace ð
ð.
Our lives have turned into an endless nightmare ðð, and our only way out is to find a safe haven ðââïžðš, a place where we can begin to heal ð©¹âš and feel protected ð¡â€ïž. We desperately need your support ð€²ð to help us put this tragedy behind us ð§ïžð and build a future where we can live in peace ðïžðšâð©âð§. I ask from the bottom of my heart ðð for anyone reading this to consider helping me in any way they can - whether it's by donating ðµð€² or sharing my story across as many platforms as possible ð²ð. Please help me by sharing my journey on Tumblr and other social media platforms ðð, and by talking about my story with your friends and family ð¬ð. Every contribution ð and every share ðâš can bring me one step closer to a life free of fear and pain, a life I can rebuild and live well ð
ð.
To everyone who is offering a helping hand âð€ or sharing your voice with the world ðð«, thank you from the bottom of my heart.
With endless gratitude ð¥¹ð and a steadfast hope for brighter days ahead, my donation link is below ð âšð,"
https://gofund.me/aa781c83
@fadel-aldani1 -> vetted here. Donate here. â¬1,321/10k Raised! In urgent need of medical care !!
Please at least consider reblogging and sharing this post if you are unable to donate yourself!
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The Story of Mohammed Saqallah and His Family: A Journey of Pain and Hope ðð
My name is Mohammed Saqallah, I am 23 years old. I used to work in a smartphone store in the customer service department ð±. My brother Mahmoud (20 years old) and I dreamed of establishing a mobile repair shop together ð ïžð¡. But the war stole our dreams and destroyed our home over our heads ðïžð¥.
One fateful night during the harsh war ðâ ïž, our home turned to rubble after being bombed by the Israeli occupation ð£. We miraculously survived ðâš after the civil defense ð managed to rescue us from under the ruins. However, the devastation left behind is beyond description. Now, we are homeless ðŽââ ïž with no source of income ðŒ, and the dreams we spent years building have turned into painful memories ð.
My younger sisters now live in a constant state of fear ð¢:
Hala (14 years old): Trembles at the sound of explosions ðšð¥.
Lama (15 years old): Has lost the ability to sleep due to nightmares ðð.
Haya (16 years old): Experiences panic attacks whenever she hears gunfire ðð£.
Hifa (17 years old): Lives in shock ð, even though she was always my source of support and encouragement to pursue my dreams â€ïžâš.
As for me, I lost my job and my source of income ððŒ. My brother Mahmoud, who dreamed of studying smartphone engineering ðð¡, could not enroll in university as he hoped ð. Even my parents ð©âðŠâðŠ, who were our pillar of strength ð€², are now struggling with the psychological and financial toll of this war ð¥ºð.
Why Are We Asking for Help? ð€ð
We are now seeking to leave Gaza in search of safety and a better future ððïž. The cost of coordination and leaving Gaza is enormous, as we need $5,000 for each family member, which includes me, Mahmoud, my parents, and my four sisters ðžðšâð©âð§âðŠ, totaling $40,000 ðµ.
Additionally, my brother Mahmoud needs $5,000 for his university education once we leave ðð.
Total Needed: $45,000 ð°ðµ
This amount would be a lifeline for us ð:
Safety: To leave Gaza and escape the daily fear that surrounds us ðïžð.
Education: To help Mahmoud achieve his dream of studying smartphone engineering ð±ðâš.
Hope: To give us all a fresh start after losing everything ðð .
Any donation, no matter how small, will make a huge difference in our lives ðð. You are the hope that can bring us back to life ðâ€ïž. Thank you to everyone who extends a helping hand ð€âš.
https://gofund.me/77caca00
Please donate guys a small act of kindness can change lives!!!!!!
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