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The currency has collapsed, and the entire commercial exchange is on the verge of collapse. The paper value of every $100 is only $60, and the purchasing power of every $60 does not exceed $10. Simply put, $60 is not enough to buy one kilogram of sugar or one kilogram of flour! This means that work is worthless and money has no meaning. If you need $100 a day to secure a single meal of lentil falafel, fava beans, and a cup of tea... everyone is hungry. Those with good morals, principles, and values ​​are the most miserable and hungry. We are going through the most difficult times. We are only talking about one thing, so what about the cost of medicine, treatment, transportation, and many other things? Some people think this is exaggerated, but unfortunately, this is the reality. In order for us to survive and be patient, even if only for a short period, we are in dire need of your help and donations. With your donation, I may be able to provide a meal or medicine.

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LET THE DARKNESS RISE.

Im not used to draw comics, but I loved this scene so much.

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I haven't posted in awhile BUT i thought up of a food-based blocktales au!! I've only made a full ref for Griefer in this but I'll post the warm-up sketches as well igz lol

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If hunger were a man, I would kill him.

How can I fulfill the hunger of three children in the midst of this mass starvation?

After my husband's capture, I'm responsible for providing for them.

I see my children tossing and turning for hours before going to sleep because they are hungry, knowing that I can only provide one meal a day.

My heart hurts when I can't provide them with the most basic rights (food and safety).

I am in a difficult situation after miscarrying my four-month-old daughter because of the fear and panic of running from the constant bombardment.

Every day I send thousands of requests for help to many, but few respond.

If everyone who watches my story sends 25€, it will contribute to my treatment, my baby's treatment and feeding my children.

Please please please donate my family

🔗 My number has been verified by @gazavetters, and it's the first number on the list.

Gaza is dying of hunger and there is no one to support it. Help these children and consider them part of your family.

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Dear kind reader,

I am a father of three children, writing this message from Gaza, where every day feels like a nightmare.

My little ones are starving. Their eyes search for food I don’t have. Their tiny hands hold onto me in hunger and fear.

We have no food, no clean water, and no help. My heart is breaking with every passing hour.

🍞💔 Even $1 could buy a piece of bread. Even a single share of this message could reach someone who can help.

Please, don’t look away. I’m not asking for much — just the chance to keep my children alive.

👉Please donate — help me feed my children

Please Donate now:👇

🔗 Donation Link

Please Reblog My Post :👇

📌 Post Link

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URGENT HELP SAVE THE LIFE OF MY CHILD.

Dear humanity,

Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.

I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉

Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.

My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.

Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others

I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.

I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺

Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.

So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.

Please Donate now:👇

https://www.gofundme.com/f/join-us-in-our-struggle-save-our-family-from-war-in-gaza

Please Reblog My Post :👇

📌 Post Link

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A message to all honorable and conscientious people.🇵🇸🙏🏾💔

I am Hazem.

I send you greetings and continuous thanks to everyone who cares and reads my blog and helps me to spread it to many friends, relatives and loved ones.

Exhaustion and mental and physical fatigue are still hanging over us all, as we are in Gaza, caught in the painful conflict and besieged by everyone, which needs continuous support.

Even the arrival of support and emergency humanitarian aid, including foodstuffs, had to stand by the crossings for long periods;

, which until now has reached two consecutive months without entry and often spoiled due to poor storage, and if it enters, it becomes unfit for use and if some people eat it, they contract many diseases, including poisoning, malnutrition and intestinal flu.

Life has become difficult and tiring for everyone, including me and my family.

Our day became like this.

I wake up early to the sounds of explosions and go to get some food. I stand in the queue to get a little bit of it and we are exposed to the rush and crowding, which causes some suffocation and some fractures for many people, children and the elderly.

Sometimes I get some food that is not enough for my family and not enough for many people who can get it and sometimes I can not get it despite waiting 8 hours continuously.

This is the life of everyone in Gaza and perhaps some news stations and social media illustrate a small part of my suffering and the suffering of the people of Gaza.

The tragedy is equal for everyone, but obtaining food and food remains a hope for them. We often go to bed and cannot do so because of the lack of food and hunger, what about children and what about the elderly who cry until they reach the stage of sleep from the intensity of crying.

These are the conditions of my parents, if you see that

These are the conditions of my people, if you see that this is our destiny and our tight fate, together we can change this cursed destiny and we can turn this nightmare into a new dream, we need great support to form a journey of hope and patience.

The suffering continues and the famine is prolonging everyone until the continuous support meets hope and life.

Dear brother, your donation may contribute to a meal for me and my family, if you can't do that, you can do some steps for me.

1_Donate and contribute to my family's survival.

2_Share my blog to all my friends.

3_Repost it to all the people on all the social media sites.

Your donation, no matter how small, means a lot to us and may grow and grow. I know that you can do any of the steps that I mentioned to say that I am a human being and ethics will never go away.

I am grateful to everyone who has seen my blog and made sure to pass it on to everyone.

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From Under the Rubble... I Write My Story 🌿

I never thought I would write these words… 😔

I never imagined waking up to endless screams,

Running barefoot through smoke and fire,

Searching for my mother among the rubble,

Only to find nothing but silence… a heavy silence telling me that no one will answer me anymore. 💔

In one moment, everything changed.

Our home became a memory, my mother’s embrace became the past,

And my father's face, now absent, is the last thing I hold in my memory.

They’re gone… and left my heart burdened with unspoken grief. 😢

But despite everything, we are still here… trying.

I survived with my younger siblings.

Yes, we survived… but who are we after survival?

Children without warmth, without a roof, with no place to return to.

We were displaced to an unknown place, carrying a bag empty of everything… except pain. 🥀

We slept in the open, waking every morning to a life that holds nothing for us,

But despite everything… we keep trying. 💪

I write to you today not to cry, but to ask for hope. 🌱

I ask you to be a small light in this vast darkness,

To extend a hand that can mend what the war has broken in us.

Your donation will give my siblings a chance to sleep safely,

It will provide us with food, shelter, and maybe even a new beginning. 💖

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #586 )✅️

Any amount, no matter how small, is big for us

It’s a prayer, it’s love, it’s life. 🌟

In conclusion...

From my heart, and from the hearts of my little siblings,

Thank you to everyone who has donated,

Thank you to everyone who has read,

Thank you to everyone who has shared.

You are the proof that goodness does not die, and that humanity has no boundaries. 💚

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📸 This is not just a newspaper cover. This is our reality in Gaza.

This powerful image was published by The Independent on May 11, 2025. It shows the faces of hungry and terrified Palestinian children — the result of a brutal blockade and forced starvation.

The headline reads: "For all their sakes, end the deafening silence on Gaza now." But the silence continues ........

💔 I am a father of three children. We live every day under the shadow of hunger and fear. There is no food, no clean water, no safe place — only the constant struggle to keep my children alive.

The siege has taken away our jobs, our homes, our futures. I am doing everything I can to find food for my kids, to give them something — anything — to eat.

Please, if you are reading this: don’t be silent. 🎯 Your donation could mean a meal for my children. 🛑 Your support could save their lives.

🙏 Even $5 can make a difference. 📢 Share this message if you can’t donate.

Please Donate now:👇👇 👇

🤝 But don’t look away. We need you now more than ever.

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I have no words left to express the tragedy my family and I are experiencing. Our dream has become to have a little food to keep us alive. Imagine living in the same circumstances as us, unable to secure food for your family. It's much more difficult than that. Please continue to stand by us and support us financially by donating here, and support us morally by participating and interacting. From the bottom of my heart, my family and I say thank you to everyone.

✅️vetted by @nabulsi link here

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Please,🙏 I beg you, do not let us down. What is happening now is unimaginable and not everything is being broadcast. There is a great cover-up of the crimes that are happening now. It is terrifying. We cannot sleep because of the sound of the planes and missiles. Please be a reason to help me I have to provide food and insulin to be able to survive. If we are attacked by missiles, we may not survive from hunger and lack of medicine and basic necessities. Please do not let us down. Make our voice heard to the world. Please.

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🌟 A Cry for Help: My Family’s Struggle to Survive in Gaza 🌟

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Before everything I'm writing this and my kids are starving they don't have anything to eat. I'm begging you to save my kids from this famine 🙏🙏‼️🥺🙏

Hello, my name is Areej Kassab. I’m a 27-year-old English teacher and writer from Gaza, and I’m reaching out to you with a heavy heart and a desperate plea for support. My family and I are enduring unimaginable hardships as relentless bombings devastate our home and our dreams.

We are a family of 15—10 adults and 5 children. Every day is a battle for survival. Food is scarce, humanitarian aid is not reaching us, and my little nieces and nephews go to bed hungry. Among them is my sister, who is deaf, and another sister who has a newborn baby. They, too, are suffering in this crisis, and I’m doing everything I can to protect and provide for them.

💔 A Life in Ruins

The war has robbed us of everything: safety, peace, and even the hope of a future here. My family’s needs are basic yet critical—food, clean water, diapers for the babies, gas for cooking, and other essentials to make it through each day.

With rising prices and limited access to necessities, we are struggling to provide even the most basic items. My sister’s home has been destroyed, and we are working together to ensure everyone has shelter, food, and warmth.

✨ My Plea for Your Support ✨

I’m a writer, and I’ve been documenting the harsh realities faced by my community under siege. But words can only do so much. We need action, and we need help. Your kindness can save us.

🙏 How You Can Help

Donate: Every contribution, no matter how small, brings us closer to securing the essentials we desperately need.

Share Our Story: If you can’t donate, please share this post to help us reach others who can.

Your support will help provide food for the children, clean water for my family, and basic supplies to help us survive this unimaginable crisis.

Thank you for reading, for caring, and for standing in solidarity with us. Together, we can create a lifeline for my family—a chance to live, to dream, and to hope again.

With love and gratitude,

Areej Kassab ❤️

You can share or donate this ⬇️

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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

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"I am Abdel-Majeed… writing to you from the heart of hunger and bombardment"

Peace be upon you, I never imagined I’d write a plea to the world like this… But today, I have no other choice.

My name is Abdel-Majeed. I’m a father to a baby girl who hasn’t even turned one 👶, and a husband to a patient, broken-hearted wife — she has nothing left but her tears and prayers.

We are now living under a sky raining fire 💥 and on a land with no food and no water 🚫💧. Hunger is eating us alive. The shelling never stops. Even the soup kitchens have closed 🚷 — And the only hope left is in the hearts of the kind and merciful ❤️.

I know the world is tired. I know everyone is struggling. But I am writing to you from deep pain — From the heart of a father with nothing left: No milk 🍼, no bread 🍞, not even a drop of hope.

A bag of flour here costs $600 💸. Can you imagine?

We don’t dream of meat 🥩 or fruit 🍎 — We just want a small piece of bread to silence my baby girl’s cries.

I cry in silence 😢 as I watch her tremble from hunger, while my wife tries to soothe her with the softest voice full of broken tenderness…

But love alone doesn’t feed. And it doesn’t protect us from the bombs 💔.

Please… Don’t scroll past. Even $1 could be the line between life and death.

I’m not asking for the impossible. I just want to keep my family alive. To give my daughter one more day…

Please share — don’t let this post fade. Let it reach every living heart.

Save a life today. Be the hope we no longer have. ✨

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"I am Nadine… an ordinary woman in an extraordinary place. A mother, just trying to protect a small life in a world that has lost its meaning." 🌸

Hello, My name is Nadine. I am a Palestinian mother to a little girl who has become the center of my life and the reason for my strength. 💖 We live today in harsh circumstances, unlike anything we knew life to be. Our home is no longer a home… we live in displacement, fear, lack of food, absence of medicine, and a lack of safety. 😔

Yet every morning, I open my eyes to my daughter's face, and I try again. 🌞 Because she is here, I must stay strong. 💪 Because she is small, I need to create a safe world for her… even though my world is broken.

We don't have much, but we hold on to each other. 🤝

I write these words to share a moment of our reality that you may not see in the news. I’m not seeking pity, nor do I want to burden anyone… All I ask is that my words reach a heart that knows compassion, and understands that help, even in the smallest form, can make a big difference in someone's life like ours. ✨

Life here doesn’t go as it should… but it goes on. We live on hope, the kindness of strangers, words of encouragement, and hands that reach out at the right time. 🌟 Maybe you can’t change everything, but you can change one day in our lives… And one day with dignity is all we need to keep fighting. 💫

Even a kind word, sharing this post, or a sincere prayer… all of that makes a difference to us. 🙏

Thank you… from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for being here, for reading, for not turning a blind eye. To everyone who passed by here and left a kind mark: You are part of our strength. 🌷 From me and my little one: All my gratitude and all my prayers. 💖

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A message to all honorable and conscientious people.🇵🇸🙏🏾💔

I am Hazem.

I send you greetings and continuous thanks to everyone who cares and reads my blog and helps me to spread it to many friends, relatives and loved ones.

Exhaustion and mental and physical fatigue are still hanging over us all, as we are in Gaza, caught in the painful conflict and besieged by everyone, which needs continuous support.

Even the arrival of support and emergency humanitarian aid, including foodstuffs, had to stand by the crossings for long periods;

, which until now has reached two consecutive months without entry and often spoiled due to poor storage, and if it enters, it becomes unfit for use and if some people eat it, they contract many diseases, including poisoning, malnutrition and intestinal flu.

Life has become difficult and tiring for everyone, including me and my family.

Our day became like this.

I wake up early to the sounds of explosions and go to get some food. I stand in the queue to get a little bit of it and we are exposed to the rush and crowding, which causes some suffocation and some fractures for many people, children and the elderly.

Sometimes I get some food that is not enough for my family and not enough for many people who can get it and sometimes I can not get it despite waiting 8 hours continuously.

This is the life of everyone in Gaza and perhaps some news stations and social media illustrate a small part of my suffering and the suffering of the people of Gaza.

The tragedy is equal for everyone, but obtaining food and food remains a hope for them. We often go to bed and cannot do so because of the lack of food and hunger, what about children and what about the elderly who cry until they reach the stage of sleep from the intensity of crying.

These are the conditions of my parents, if you see that

These are the conditions of my people, if you see that this is our destiny and our tight fate, together we can change this cursed destiny and we can turn this nightmare into a new dream, we need great support to form a journey of hope and patience.

The suffering continues and the famine is prolonging everyone until the continuous support meets hope and life.

Dear brother, your donation may contribute to a meal for me and my family, if you can't do that, you can do some steps for me.

1_Donate and contribute to my family's survival.

2_Share my blog to all my friends.

3_Repost it to all the people on all the social media sites.

Your donation, no matter how small, means a lot to us and may grow and grow. I know that you can do any of the steps that I mentioned to say that I am a human being and ethics will never go away.

I am grateful to everyone who has seen my blog and made sure to pass it on to everyone.