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"it's ok if you pirate it" "make sure you write really gay fanfic about it" can you just ever fucking shut up about the lame fucking wizard books? go die in a hole already instead of making everything about your pathological inability to read another fucking book holy shit. just shut up about it already. fuck off forever and never come back. you are not helping anyone by turning a conversation about transmisogyny into reminding everyone you'll have a fucking aneurysm without your racist fucking tory wizards.
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For the first time since the beginning of the war, Al-Nasser Hospital, right next to us, was bombed, directly targeting the emergency department where the wounded lie. We thought attacking hospitals was forbidden, but this war has shattered all prohibitions.
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No rules, no standards, no humanity. If targeting hospitals and refugee camps filled with innocent civilians is not considered a crime against humanity, then what do we call this brutality?!!
For the second time this week, my family and I barely survived the bombing. But for how long? How long must we wait for an unknown fate under a relentless barrage of death?! 😥💔
Please, we urgently need your help to reach a safe place as soon as possible. 🙏🥹
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🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.



Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 ) ✅️
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️
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Can you hear us? Can you feel what we’re going through? Fear. Hunger. Death. A never-ending siege. The silence of the world hurts as much as the bombs.
We're crying out to your humanity—please don't look away. Speak about us. Stand with us. We're not okay. We're trying to survive.
This is not a nightmare. It's our reality.
Don't forget us. Do something—anything. Share. Donate. Repost. Help keep us alive.
>> Our campaign is vetted by gazavetters list at (#291) Momen & his family
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An urgent call for humanity
Please don't scroll this ‼️‼️🙏
We need your solidarity with us at this bad time.🇵🇸🍉🙏
🙌Verified by Butterfly effect project line 355 in spreadsheet🇵🇸🚨here


Here in Gaza after a cruel war, 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.
We need your support to save us and to help us after the destruction that surrounding us here in Gaza.
Please if you can't donate you can share it with your friends, family, and networks. Together, you can help me give my children hope, warmth, and sustenance in this critical time.🙏🙏🙏🍉💔
You can donate here
Or via PayPal here
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🚨 A Voice from Gaza: Please Hear Us 🚨
My name is Abdelmajed Elderawi, and I am writing to you from Gaza, where life has become an unimaginable struggle. Our days are filled with uncertainty, and the hope for a better future feels like a distant dream.
The war has left deep scars on my family and me. We’ve endured the heartbreaking loss of 25 loved ones—each one a light extinguished too soon. Their absence is a pain I carry every day, and I often find myself lost in memories of the laughter and joy they brought into our lives.
Life in Gaza Today: 💔 Overwhelming Loss: The pain of losing so many family members is impossible to describe. 🍽️ Barely Getting By: Even basic necessities like food and water are becoming harder to afford. 🏠 No Safe Shelter: Our homes, once our refuge, now feel fragile and unsafe. 📚 Dreams on Hold: The pursuit of education and opportunities has been replaced by the constant fight for survival.



What We Need: In these desperate times, even a small gesture can mean so much. A $5 donation could provide us with food or water for a day. If you can’t donate, simply sharing our story could help us reach someone who can.
Your Support Gives Us Hope: This isn’t just about financial help—it’s about knowing that someone, somewhere, cares. Your kindness can be a source of strength for us, a reminder that we’re not alone in this fight.
How You Can Help: 🙏 Donate if you can. 🙏 Share this post to spread the word. 🙏 Keep us in your thoughts and prayers.
I’m not asking for much—just a little hope, a little relief, and a chance to keep moving forward. Your generosity, in any form, can make a difference in ways you might not even imagine.
Thank you for taking the time to hear my story. Your kindness means more than words can express.
With heartfelt gratitude, Abdelmajed ❤️
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Help Anas & Ahmed in Gaza
✅ Verified campaign – please check the end of the story 🔍📌
🚨 Urgent Appeal 🚨
I am Anas Basil, a recent high school graduate with dreams of pursuing a degree in e-business management and building a career. However, due to my family's financial hardships, I enrolled at Khan Younis Training College (KYTC), affiliated with UNRWA. Sadly, the war has turned the college, once a beacon of hope and education, into a shelter for displaced families, stripping it of its educational purpose.
I completed high school with a 93% average, filled with excitement about continuing my education and securing a job to support my family. But like so many others, the war has shattered those dreams.

My Brother’s Dream: My younger brother, Ahmed, is 14 years old and in the third grade of preparatory school. We’ve always called him "Doctor of the Future" because of his intelligence and his natural talent in mathematics. Unfortunately, this is the second year he has been deprived of schooling due to the conflict.


Our Life in Displacement: The war forced our family to flee to Rafah, where we lived in a tent for several months. Each day, my brother and I would wake up to fetch water, gather wood, and light a fire to prepare food. Survival became our daily task, but we never gave up hope. The conflict affected us deeply, but it did not extinguish our dreams of education and a better future.


🚀 How Your Donation will Help us:
We are seeking €29,000 to help Ahmed and me leave Gaza, continue our education in Egypt. More importantly, it will allow us to support our family, who have been deeply affected by the harsh conditions and skyrocketing costs of living due to the ongoing war in Gaza.
We've outlined how your donations will make this possible. You can find all the details in the campaign link below.
👉 Donation link: 🔗https://gofund.me/ace8d602
Your contribution will not only help us escape the war-torn reality we live in but also give us the opportunity to rebuild our futures.
Every donation, no matter the amount, brings us one step closer to our goal.
With deepest gratitude, Anas & Ahmed
✅ Our Campaign ✅ 🔍Vetted by @gazavetters, official (list at #83) 🔍Vetted by @90-ghost here 🔍Vetted by association in this post
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While many around the world celebrate Halloween with costumes and joyful festivities......

we in Gaza are enduring harsh days filled with displacement, destruction, and the unending sound of bombing.💔💔
While some enjoy an atmosphere of fun and cheer, we are fighting daily for survival, facing relentless challenges.💔💔

My family, which has lost every thing we owned, is in desperate need of support. We kindly ask you to help us by sharing our posts, resharing them, and supporting our fundraising campaign so that we can secure our basic needs in these difficult times. Your donation of just ���5, €10, or €15 can make a huge difference in our lives and give us hope during this ordeal.🙏🙏
Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #119 )🇵🇸
https://gofund.me/0a0ac124🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸
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Save My Family from Death and Destruction in Gaza

My name is Rami Walid, I am 38 years old, and I am married to Amani Ahmed. We have six children: Maha, Hiba, Walid, Mohamed, Ahmed, and Ibrahim 👨👩👧👦. I also take care of my disabled father, Walid Mohamed, and my elderly mother, Maha Asaad 👵👴.
When the war in Gaza started, we began moving from one place to another in the north, fleeing the destruction and death 💔💥. One day, in a heart-wrenching moment 💔, I was arrested in front of my children, who watched me being taken away without knowing my fate. I was sent to Sde prison, where I was detained for 45 days. During this difficult time, my family didn’t know if I was alive or if I had been killed 🕊️.



After those agonizing days, I was released with a group of other prisoners through the Kerem Shalom crossing and taken to Abu Youssef Al-Najjar Hospital in southern Gaza for treatment after the torture we endured 🏥. I spent five days in the hospital, suffering physically and emotionally 😔.

When I regained consciousness and strength, I found myself in southern Gaza, while my family was still trapped in the north 🛑. I couldn’t reach them or help them as they suffered from extreme poverty, lack of food, and insecurity 🥺🍞. My disabled father and young children were unable to move or escape the continuous bombing 🔥. Meanwhile, I was stuck in the south, completely powerless to help them.

Our home was completely destroyed 🏚️, and we were left homeless. My family is living under unbearable conditions, constantly fleeing from one area to another in northern Gaza to escape the bombings. There is no medicine, no food, and no safe shelter 😢🌍. As for me, I lost my source of income and can no longer provide any financial support for them. As a father, I feel utterly helpless 😞.

My only hope now is to bring my family from the north to the south so we can reunite 💔🙏. However, this is incredibly difficult. My disabled father requires special care and transport, which costs a lot of money 💸. I have tried reaching out to international and humanitarian organizations, but the cost of moving them, especially considering my father’s condition, is extremely high.

After reuniting with my family, my next goal is to register them for travel to a safe place outside Gaza through the Rafah crossing. But the high coordination fees, which range between €5000-€7000 per person, make this nearly impossible for me 🛫. I need your support to help save my family from this nightmare.

All I ask for is a chance to save their lives, to bring them to safety far from this daily nightmare we are living. We are losing hope 😔, but I still believe there are people out there who can help us 🤲.
Please, help us restore our hope, so I can save my family from death and destruction 💔🙏.
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🌿 Help Us Find Peace Amid the Chaos 🌿
Hello, friends.
My name is Mohammed, and I'm reaching out from a place of unimaginable hardship. My family, like so many others in Gaza, is struggling to survive each day. The conflict has taken a heavy toll on our lives, leaving us to face a grim reality, our home has been destroyed, and we are left with nowhere safe to go. 😔





I am the father of three beautiful children, and as a parent, nothing is more painful than watching your kids grow up, surrounded by fear and destruction. Mirn, Bark, and Mariar are the light of my life, but they've never known the joy of running through a park without fear, or playing freely like children should. ❤️





We've reached a point where staying here is no longer an option. The walls that once sheltered us now stand in ruins, and hope for a safe future is fading fast. We dream of rebuilding, not just our home, but our lives, somewhere free from the daily fear of war, where my children can sleep peacefully and smile again. 🕊️
But we need your help to make this dream a reality. Your support means more than just money, it's a lifeline. It's a chance for us to begin again.
Every Act of Kindness Brings Us Closer to Safety. Your compassion can help us escape this nightmare. We are asking for your support, no matter how small, to help us start fresh, away from the violence, away from the rubble, and toward a place where my family can heal and grow. Every dollar you contribute is a step toward hope. 🙏
Thank you for standing with us in these difficult times. Your kindness can help us rebuild our lives and find peace again. ❤️🩹
With sincere gratitude,
Mohammed and Family
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A year has passed since the aggression against Gaza, 🇵🇸 fear brought with it tension and anxiety 🥹
Bombing, displacement, deprivation 😭😭, genocide, death, hunger and deprivation,😢
Loss is without a safe haven. 😭🙏💔!!️
I ask your help in protecting my family !!️ 🙏
Please retweet and donate 🙏🍉💔
https://gofund.me/363ae8ca

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Save My Family from Death and Destruction in Gaza

My name is Rami Walid, I am 38 years old, and I am married to Amani Ahmed. We have six children: Maha, Hiba, Walid, Mohamed, Ahmed, and Ibrahim 👨👩👧👦. I also take care of my disabled father, Walid Mohamed, and my elderly mother, Maha Asaad 👵👴.
When the war in Gaza started, we began moving from one place to another in the north, fleeing the destruction and death 💔💥. One day, in a heart-wrenching moment 💔, I was arrested in front of my children, who watched me being taken away without knowing my fate. I was sent to Sde prison, where I was detained for 45 days. During this difficult time, my family didn’t know if I was alive or if I had been killed 🕊️.



After those agonizing days, I was released with a group of other prisoners through the Kerem Shalom crossing and taken to Abu Youssef Al-Najjar Hospital in southern Gaza for treatment after the torture we endured 🏥. I spent five days in the hospital, suffering physically and emotionally 😔.

When I regained consciousness and strength, I found myself in southern Gaza, while my family was still trapped in the north 🛑. I couldn’t reach them or help them as they suffered from extreme poverty, lack of food, and insecurity 🥺🍞. My disabled father and young children were unable to move or escape the continuous bombing 🔥. Meanwhile, I was stuck in the south, completely powerless to help them.

Our home was completely destroyed 🏚️, and we were left homeless. My family is living under unbearable conditions, constantly fleeing from one area to another in northern Gaza to escape the bombings. There is no medicine, no food, and no safe shelter 😢🌍. As for me, I lost my source of income and can no longer provide any financial support for them. As a father, I feel utterly helpless 😞.

My only hope now is to bring my family from the north to the south so we can reunite 💔🙏. However, this is incredibly difficult. My disabled father requires special care and transport, which costs a lot of money 💸. I have tried reaching out to international and humanitarian organizations, but the cost of moving them, especially considering my father’s condition, is extremely high.

After reuniting with my family, my next goal is to register them for travel to a safe place outside Gaza through the Rafah crossing. But the high coordination fees, which range between €5000-€7000 per person, make this nearly impossible for me 🛫. I need your support to help save my family from this nightmare.

All I ask for is a chance to save their lives, to bring them to safety far from this daily nightmare we are living. We are losing hope 😔, but I still believe there are people out there who can help us 🤲.
Please, help us restore our hope, so I can save my family from death and destruction 💔🙏.
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✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #210 )✅️
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Ghada's Journey from Gaza:
A Plea to Save My Family from the Horrors of War

Hello, my name is Ghada, I am 32 years old,
and I once lived a life full of hope and ambition.
I studied Information Technology and earned my bachelor’s degree, working for a private company for some time. But when the war in Gaza erupted, the company stopped operating and was completely destroyed, leaving me without a job and no place to work 💔.
As the bombing intensified and the violence escalated, we were forced to flee our beautiful home, which was completely destroyed, to the city of Rafah in southern Gaza. We lived in a small tent barely a few meters wide, but even that was not enough. We were forced to flee again to central Gaza, where we now live in a school for displaced people, moving from one place to another without knowing when this tragic journey will end 💔🏚️.


My father, Nabil, who is 62 years old, used to own an aluminum workshop, but it was destroyed during the war. My mother, Fatima, 57 years old, faces daily struggles with the lack of electricity and the closure of bakeries. At their age, my parents suffer greatly from the constant displacement and the challenges of moving from place to place 🚶♂️🚶♀️.

My younger brother, Khaled, 23 years old, graduated with a bachelor’s degree in accounting and worked at a contracting company before the war took away his job and shattered his dreams. Despite this, Khaled now bears the responsibility of providing for our basic needs like food and water, trying to keep our family afloat under these harsh conditions 🍞💧.


I also have two married brothers, Mohamed and Ahed, who live with us in the same displacement location with their children (Lama, Nabil, and Amir) and (Fatima, Eman, and Noor). The children, having lost their toys and games, have found some joy playing with the pets 🐾, trying to find happiness in the darkest of times.

But the bitter reality is that we are living in an uninhabitable environment. Diseases and insects are widespread, and sewage water floods the area around us. The children, who should be focused on learning and playing, now suffer from malnutrition and disease. Recently, the spread of the polio virus among them has only added to their pain and suffering 🦠😔.

Life here no longer meets basic human dignity. We live without clean water, without a home, without even the basics of survival. Our children have no education, no toys, no new clothes, not even shoes to protect their feet. Skin diseases, malnutrition, and polluted water and food are our daily reality. We are living in inhumane conditions in every sense of the word, and we beg you not to forget us 🙏.

All we hope for now is to find safety, to not die before we can escape or move to a safer place. But even that simple right seems impossible. We need your help to raise the money needed to cross the Rafah border between Gaza and Egypt, where the coordination cost for one person ranges between $5,000 and $7,000.
We are trying to hold on to hope 🌟, trying our best to find safety for ourselves and our children. With your support, we might just achieve that. Every share of this story, every donation, every bit of help can make a huge difference.
Please, help us raise our voices, and help us save our family 🙏💙.
GoFundMe campaign link 💔❤️ >>>
My campaign Vetted by @gazavetters
on their verified list, number 6.
currently at €3,105/€20,000.
only € 395 till €3,500 !!!!
Please help me and my family get there. 🙏🙏
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Please help secure a future for an entire family - me, Ashraf, my wife Ghadeer, and our lovely innocent son Yamen 👶💙
Vetted by @gaza-evacuation-funds Number (#328)
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I'm Ashraf from the war-torn Gaza. I've lived an entire life under siege in Gaza, facing relentless military actions and life-threatening conditions daily. In October 2023, the conflict escalated drastically, devastating my newly built house, my neighborhood,my workplace, and jeopardizing the lives of my family.
I mourn the loss of our safe haven, but more urgently, I need to secure a future for my family away from the constant threat of bombings that have become our grim reality.



Meet Yamane, our precious seven-month-old. Who was born during this war, We aspire to provide him with opportunities that surpass our own experiences, fostering a future filled with joy and prosperity.

This campaign is a call to arms for all who believe in the transformative power of community support. By contributing, you're not just donating; you're actively shaping Yamane's world, ensuring his journey is filled with the promise and potential every child deserves. Join us in making a profound impact on his life
Yamen... he's only a baby. He doesn't understand the fear that grips us, the darkness that engulfs our lives. He just smiles, his eyes bright with innocent wonder, oblivious to the terror that surrounds him. He reaches for me with tiny hands, his laughter a fragile melody in this symphony of destruction. 💔

But how long can this innocence last? How long can we shield him from the reality of this war? How long can we keep him safe? 😥


Current Progress 🩷🕊€9,500/ €20,000
I’m overwhelmed with gratitude to share that we’ve raised €9,500 of our €20,000 goal. Your generosity is a beacon of hope for my family, especially for my little baby boy Yaman👶🩷, who deserves a future free from fear and filled with opportunity.
Thank you for standing with us during this incredibly challenging time. Your support means the world to us, 🌺🩷🌿🕊
But we still need your help to reach our goal. Please continue to share our campaign and consider contributing if you can. Together, we can create a brighter future for Yamane and all children affected by this conflict.

Vetted by @gaza-evacuation-funds Number (#328)
Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on their list ( #74 )
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Please help me rebulid my Bakery
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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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Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child🥺
My name is Esraa mones, and I am a mother of two young children. One of them, under the age of five, urgently needs milk, while the other requires treatment for skin diseases.


Please donate and/or replog 🥺🙏🇵🇸
I live in a tent on muddy ground, surrounded by many insects😭.

Please donate and/or replog 🥺🙏🇵🇸
Please consider donating. If you can't, a simple reblog of my page's content can make a difference.
I ASK ALL OF YOU TO HELP MY FAMILY AND DONATE IN THE LINK PLEASE🍉
Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸
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A Cry from Beneath the Rubble🚨🔈
My name is Ahmed Nasser, 30 years old. I used to live a peaceful and hopeful life. I was married to Huda, and we lived with my 60-year-old father, my 58-year-old mother, and my younger brother Mustafa, who is 14 years old. I managed an aluminum workshop, where I found both passion and joy in my work. I had a large house full of memories and a car to commute to work.


But that peaceful life suddenly turned into a nightmarish ordeal. The war came and brought with it complete destruction. During the bombing, my family and I found ourselves trapped in the Baptist Hospital, where missiles struck, causing a horrific massacre. I lost my older brother Mahmoud😭😭 in those tragic moments, leaving behind two young children who became orphans in a world filled with sorrow and pain.💔

I sustained severe injuries to my left leg, and after several failed surgical attempts, my leg had to be amputated entirely. This was just the beginning of the disaster; the war destroyed my workshop, which was my source of income, and my house, once full of joyful memories, turned into rubble.


My family and I tried to find a safe refuge, but we were unsuccessful. We have been displaced from place to place more than five times, each attempt ending in failure. Today, we live in a small tent under harsh living conditions, suffering from a lack of clean water and food, and the spread of diseases, making our lives even more difficult.

In these tragic circumstances, my family and I dream of escaping Gaza to find a dignified life. However, the cost of leaving is exorbitant: £5,000 per adult and £2,500 per child.
I call upon you from the heart of this tragedy, seeking your support. Every donation, no matter how small, will make a significant difference in my life and my family's life. Your donation can be a beacon of hope in this darkness and help us achieve our dream of living with dignity.💔🙏🙏
Our team at #GazaVetters has rigorously vetted and approved this campaign, earning it a spot on our official list at #23 .
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