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nasr-daher
Naser Atiya 🖤
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nasr-daher · 4 days ago
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🌍 Ongoing Displacement… Leaving Our Homes Behind
Every day we are forced to carry what little remains and leave behind a home that is no longer safe.
Displacement is not just moving from one place to another; it is uprooting from memories, from roots, from details we once thought would always stay.
Mass evacuations have left streets empty and filled the air with heavy silence, while people walk with tired eyes searching for temporary shelter—just a place to keep their children safe for one more night.
The journey holds no certainty, only endless fear and questions: Where to? Until when? Will we ever return?
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nasr-daher · 19 days ago
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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. 💪
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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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nasr-daher · 24 days ago
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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. 💪
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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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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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If you can, spare a thought, a share, a donation — it's more than just help. It's a light in the very long tunnel towards the ordinary life we yearn to reclaim.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
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I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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If you believe in a tomorrow that holds more than survival, consider lending your strength to us. Your generosity will mend the fragments of our reality, one day at a time. Donating, sharing, or sowing a word of hope – each bit helps us build a tomorrow that echoes with laughter, not loss.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
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I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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Gaza nights echo with uncertainty, where the smile of life fades beneath rubble and the rich scent of past memories. I, Naser, remain; standing amidst the ruins, bearing responsibility, harboring dreams for my brothers. In every helping hand, there's hope, loom again. Can you share or donate to our survival?
Step by step, we’ve made it to 1% — $583 out of $40000.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
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I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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Still, I'm burdened by heavy hearts and empty stomachs – small bodies looking up to me for reassurance. I seldom know if my comfort is enough. Before, I assembled my dreams on pencil and paper; now, I collect crumbs of a reality that's relentlessly unforgiving.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
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I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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Amidst the rubble, my brothers and I, walk a tightrope between despair and hope, trying to piece together fragments of our lives while nurturing dreams that refuse to die. Every dawn is a promise that we can still stand tall, despite the adversity.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
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I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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Step by step, we’ve made it to 1% — $583 out of $40000.
What was familiar is now rubble. I lost my mother, my sister, more than 25 of us. Now, I'm an 18-year-old who is parent to his siblings. I believe in a better tomorrow, even as we start from nothing. Every donation, every share, lends us strength. Please, if you can, donate. If you can't, share.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
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I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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Our plight is not one of mere survival, but of preserving dignity amidst ruin. I yearn for the chance to continue my education, for the promise of a sturdy roof over our heads, for regular meals...all the things that once were trivial, now so vital. With every little act of sharing, you help us carry this burden. Please, share our story, or donate if you can. Every gesture, however small, breathes life into our dreams.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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I am still a student at heart, learning lessons of courage and resilience that no classroom could ever teach. My hope? To rebuild our lives, brick by emotional brick, rooted in the faith for a better tomorrow.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
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I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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We've reached 1% of our goal — $583 raised toward $40000. Take a moment to reblog or consider contributing, if you can.
From the rubble of yesterday, we get up searching for fragments of our tomorrow. We're rebuilding from nothing, replacing familiar walls with a tarpaulin tent. But hope finds a way to seep into this reality. I may have become the leader of my brothers at only 18, but I'll make sure our dreams aren't buried in this wreckage. Every bit of support, every reblog, adds a brick back to our lives. Can you spare one?
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
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I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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Every gesture from you - a donation, a share of our story - becomes a heartbeat of that hope. It feeds dreams, knits security, and paves the path for a life that's more than just surviving. Despite all, we persist. You can help us persist stronger.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
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I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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So far, $583 has been raised out of our $40000 goal (1%).
The tall buildings that I grew up amongst are replaced by an open sky full of promise and terror. As I stand in the rubble of what was once my home, holding the memories of my family, the laughter, the love - they all seem distant, faded. Now, I shoulder the weight of loss and a new responsibility. If you can, share our story or donate, each bit of support is a step towards a tomorrow for my brothers and me.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
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I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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We're at 1% — $583 gathered so far toward the $40000 we need.
Sometimes the rubble of my past feels unshakeable. The walls that once housed laughter are now silent but not forgotten. But every day isn't just about surviving, it's about nurturing dreams — mine, my brothers'. Every dollar, every share, is a seed planted for our future. We only ask for your hand, not your pity.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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Is there a glimpse of tomorrow among these ruins? I still believe. I have to. A share, a donation, gives us another sunrise untouched by smoke. Another chance to carry on.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
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I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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nasr-daher · 2 months ago
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In the face of adversity, we've found resilience. Your support can strengthen that resilience. With your help, we can secure food, schooling, a home, a future. Each donation is not just aid, it's a testament to the spirit of shared humanity. Please consider contributing or sharing our story.
On October 22, 2023, an airstrike destroyed the house I was in — my grandfather’s home. It was the heart of our family.
I was there with my mother, my sister, and my three younger brothers.
When the missile hit, everything turned to smoke, blood, and silence.
My mother and sister were killed instantly.
My brothers and I were pulled from the rubble, injured — but alive.
Moments later, my father arrived at the hospital.
He didn’t know if any of us had survived. He ran through the halls, searching.
Al Jazeera Mubasher filmed that exact moment — the moment he found us.
This video isn’t easy to watch. But it’s the truth.
It’s the moment my father found his sons alive…
and learned that his wife and daughter were gone.
source:
https://www.instagram.com/share/_qqk5pMrz
I’m sharing this not to cause pain, but because I want people to understand what we’ve lived through.
This isn’t just a story. It’s our life.
It’s the moment that changed everything.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
I’m still here. I’m trying to raise my brothers now.
We are trying to rebuild something from what was taken.
If you can help — even with a share — thank you
And if you just watched this, thank you for witnessing.
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