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To all supporters of Palestine

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the donations we receive no longer meet our minimum needs💔

Today, we cannot pay the rent. Not to mention the exorbitant prices of food and drink😭

please donate and participate💔🙏

I am so sorry, but all I can do now is share this post because I am in no position to donate money. I hope anyone who sees this post helps you. Otherwise, please reblog this post so that someone can help them.

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We're not just asking for donations… we're asking for a chance to live again.

We lost everything, but we still hold on to hope — and to the goodness in people’s hearts ❤️

Help us find a home 🏠, get treatment for my father 💊, and let me continue my education 🎓

Please donate — even £10 can make a real difference!

Your kindness can change the future of an entire family.

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I am so sorry, but all I can do now is share this post because I am in no position to donate money. I hope anyone who sees this post helps you.

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🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve 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 — 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 — a brief ceasefire — 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 — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve 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 we’re not alone.

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.

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Hello 🤗

"From under the rubble of war... I write to you."

I am Alaa from Gaza. In an instant, we lost our home, our memories, and our security. My children ask me when we will return home... and I have no answer.

Since our home was destroyed, we have been living in difficult circumstances, trying to cling to hope, to start over, even if only by building a room to gather our fragments.

I address you today with my heart before my words: Help us with whatever you can, or at least share the donation link.

Every share is a voice that is heard, and every donation, no matter how small, means a life.🍉😭😢

I am so sorry, but all I can do now is share this post because I am in no position to donate money. I hope anyone who sees this post helps you.

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People treat you exactly how they feel about you. Don't be blind.

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Hope anyone helps them. I am in no position to donate money yet. So, if anyone can, please help them. Or simply reblog this post.

Children in Gaza are losing their limbs every day—just like the little girl in this heartbreaking photo. The war has stolen their futures, their mobility, and their right to live in peace. My own son, Qais, is just two years old. He was injured in an airstrike, and I cannot afford the medical treatment he desperately needs. As a mother with no income, I beg you—PLEASE HELP US. Your donation could be the reason Qais walks again.

This is the terrifying reality for many children in Gaza:

1. Airstrikes often target residential areas, leaving children with life-altering injuries.

2. Hospitals lack medicine and equipment, and most families cannot afford private care.

3. Children like Qais are at risk of permanent disability, even death, without timely treatment.

I watch my child cry in pain every night, and I can do nothing but hold him. No mother should face this. We need your support now more than ever. Every donation—no matter the amount—can help save Qais’s leg, his future, and his life. Please, Don’t Look Away. Help Us Heal.

Donate Now Here

If you want to draw a smile and put it on Qais's heart, Donate Here.

Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭

Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸

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DONATION

aboodgaza101

I am very sorry for asking for donations. Please do not ignore my message I am a human being and my family are innocent people who love life. I know you are receiving a lot of messages, but I am in dire need of your donation. It will save the lives of our children from death due to the cursed war on Gaza. I will be very grateful for your help and I hope you are well. I am Abood from Gaza. Please help me. Our tent is full of water. We are sleeping in the street. We have no shelter. I cannot provide winter clothes for my sick parents and children to protect them from the cold that has started. I cannot provide basic needs. Please help me. $ 50 is enough to buy a new tent and winter clothes. Please help me dear. We. We live in very harsh conditions🌷🫂

mahagaza-9

"Dear friends, 🥺we are in dire need of your help to support my family who have lost everything beautiful in their lives🇵🇸🇵🇸. They are having a hard time getting basic necessities due to the harsh conditions. 💔💔Any donation or assistance will go a long way in improving their situation and restoring hope to them. Donate $25.💔💔 Thank you for your support and generosity."💔🇵🇸

aboodgaza100

I am very sorry for asking for donations. Please do not ignore my message I am a human being and my family are innocent people who love life. I know you are receiving a lot of messages, but I am in dire need of your donation. It will save the lives of our children from death due to the cursed war on Gaza. I will be very grateful for your help and I hope you are well. I am Abood from Gaza. Please help me. Our tent is full of water. We are sleeping in the street. We have no shelter. I cannot provide winter clothes for my sick parents and children to protect them from the cold that has started. I cannot provide basic needs. Please help me. $ 50 is enough to buy a new tent and winter clothes. Please help me dear. We. We live in very harsh conditions🌷🫂

moinsfamily1

Save my father💔🍉 I am Rabah, my father is Munis My friend, please save my father. He is on his deathbed, My father's condition is bad, I am unable to do anything💔💔 I hope you can help us, my friend. Please💔🙏 I try to ask others for money, No one wants to help me. I am very frustrated. I am unable to help my parents😭💔 My father's condition is bad. Every day his condition gets worse. My father needs to receive radioactive iodine treatment for cancer, but we are unable to provide the money to get my father out of Gaza, He needs to leave Gaza to receive treatment abroad.🍉🍉 I am afraid of losing my father, Please help me My father's life is in your hands, I hope you will help me and donate to us so that we can save my father from death. Please donate to us🙏🙏🍉 This please please donate your donation will save my father my friend I am afraid of losing my father please donate to us your donation contributes to saving my father $25 can save my father, it will not be the cause of my father's death. If you are able to donate and you do not donate, I will not forgive you🙏❤️🍉

yousefws-blog

Hello, how are you?😞 I am Youssef from Gaza🍉🇵🇸. I am 19 years old. I support a family of 5 people because my father is sick and cannot work. 😞 I work all day for $2 to provide a living for my family and medicine for my father. 😭 Our house in Khan Yunis was completely destroyed.💔 I hope you can help me by donating via the link or posting 🍉🍉

My link has been verified: @90-ghost @el-shab-hussein no. 255 on el-shab-hussein/nabulsi's sheet

I hope you donate 🇵🇸🍉

lobnafamily6

Hello guys 🤗❤️ I've messaged you repeatedly, please don't ignore my post. I'm Lubna, I'm displaced and I live in a tent in southern Gaza ⛺ A week ago, a tent next to us was bombed and I miscarried my three-month-old baby due to the extreme panic, fear, and terror. My husband is a prisoner and I don't know anything about him, leaving me with three children. The youngest had an operation that was unsuccessful and needs treatment abroad. He needs to buy medication for €50 daily 💊. I also need medical care after losing my baby and miscarrying. Please share my story with your friends to raise awareness in the community. Can you donate €100 to urgently provide treatment for two days? ‼️ Thank you from the bottom of my heart ❤️ 🔗Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #1 )https://chuffed.org/project/117668-help-my-family-get-out-gaza

These are the messages I have received from many requesting for donation . I am unable to assist or donate financially because I am still a student and have not yet begun working. If anyone finds this post and is able to help them, please consider sending some money. Even a small amount is acceptable since you have the generosity to aid someone who is unknown to you. That reveals what a great person you are. However, if you find yourself in a situation similar to mine, simply reblog this post so that anyone can see and help them.

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I am permanently unavailable for people who thought I was an option.

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Black hearts are not born black. They are burned.

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Sometimes you can't let go of what made you sad and broken because it once made you the happiest.

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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

If anyone can help them, please help them. I am in no position to donate money yet. So, if anyone can, please help them. Or simply reblog this post.

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I will always keep you as my favorite incomplete wish.

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If anyone can help them, please help them. I am in no position to donate money yet. So, if anyone can, please help them. Or simply reblog this post.

I have devastating news. I’m Musab Ahmed, and for no clear reason, GoFundMe disabled the contact that was responsible for receiving and transferring the funds from my campaign to me, starting April 21st, 2025. Even though I had raised 24% of my goal, I was unable to access any of the money I worked so hard to collect. We tried reaching out to them multiple times, but they haven’t responded, and now I’ve been forced to start over from scratch.

I’m not exaggerating when I say I nearly had a heart attack from the shock and stress — especially after all the hope and effort I poured into that campaign.

Here is the link to my new fundraiser. Please, if you can donate or even just share it, your support would mean the world to me. I urgently need the funds, as I still haven’t been able to undergo the second surgery for my shoulder, and things are getting harder by the day.

I’ve been verified by @gazavetters

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💬 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, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.

From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.

💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength

As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.

But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.

“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.

“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.

🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now

Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.

But things have only gotten harder.

The war has returned, more brutal than before—and 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.

We’re trapped.

🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨‍👩‍👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.

And yet…

Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.

Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.

💖 What You Can Do

If you’ve already donated—thank 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.

✨ Why It All Matters

This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s 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. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.

🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology

There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.

When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t 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 fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.

I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m 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 from—and 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.

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With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️

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Never regret something that once made you smile.

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Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.

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Some people dream of success, and some wake up and work for it.