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looking forward to the new chapter :)

awwww thank u whenever this is 😍i hope u like the chapter im gonna work super hard on it !! im having so much fun writing it like woah.. i missed this fic BAD

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Anyways the chapter I’ll probably post soon I probably don’t have an audience anymore but I don’t really care 😭im just writing this for myself. It’s really comforting continuing a passion project from a while ago

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when ur at ur absolute lowest and ur brain is like… do u know who will help? Sasuke. Sasuke.

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I am Suhaila, a mother of five children from Gaza.

My husband, Shadi, was shot during the war. His condition is critical and he urgently needs treatment, but we simply cannot afford it.

My youngest daughter needs milk, and I can’t provide it for her. We are dying slowly… there is no food, no water, no medicine.

A bag of flour now costs $500 — an unimaginable price we cannot pay.

We have nothing to eat, and today we were forced to eat sea turtles just to stay alive.

We are living a real catastrophe. I plead with anyone who has mercy in their heart to look at our situation.

Any support, no matter how small, can save a life.

I’m a mother of a baby with no milk, a wife to a man between life and death, and the head of a family that has nothing to eat.

The war has taken everything — our home, our safety, our food, and even the milk from my daughter’s mouth.

We live on hope… and sometimes, even hope is buried under the rubble of pain.

If you have mercy in your heart and the ability to help, please don’t leave us alone in this darkness.

Help us survive — just to survive…

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"Help Umm Mahmoud’s Family Survive & Rebuild in Gaza"

Vetted by gaza-vetters number in the list ✅365✅

Hello, my name is Umm Mahmoud, I am a 61-year-old mother and former schoolteacher from Gaza💔

Before October 7th, I lived a humble life, dedicated to teaching and raising my children. But everything changed. Since that day, my family and I have been living in unimaginable conditions—without electricity, without clean water, without safety.

Our home was destroyed, and we now sleep in a torn tent, exposed to the freezing cold. My children cry from hunger and fear. The markets are empty or unaffordable. Bread is now a luxury—I knead pasta just to make something to fill their stomachs

Please open your heart and stand with us in this time of despair.

We are not asking for much—just a chance to survive. A blanket for the cold. A piece of bread. A roof that does not leak. A moment of peace for my children

I am humbly asking for your help. Your donation, no matter how small, can give us warmth, food, and hope. It can help us survive these dark days and rebuild a life with dignity.

Your support means the world to me and my family.

Please donate 🙏

Thank you for your kindness.

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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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Hey there 🌍💙

I hope you're doing well. Today, I’m reaching out with a heartfelt request. My family is going through an incredibly difficult time, and I need your help to make our story heard.

🔄 A simple reblog of my pinned post can spread awareness.

💖 A small $5 donation could bring hope where it’s desperately needed.

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Even the smallest act of kindness can create ripples of change. Your support means the world—thank you for standing with us! 🙏✨

https://chuffed.org/project/123822-from-loss-to-hope-help-naser-and-his-brothers-rebuild-their-future

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Hello, my name is Saja. I’m a mother to a beautiful 8-month-old baby girl, writing this from a place I never imagined I’d be — surrounded by destruction, holding on to my daughter while the world around us falls apart. 💔

We used to have a home. 🏚 A simple place, but it was filled with love. Now it’s gone. What remains are memories, silence, and an overwhelming fear of what tomorrow may bring.

Each day, I wake up not knowing if we will make it through the next. My daughter should be learning to walk, to smile at strangers, to feel safe in her world — but instead, she’s learning to live in the middle of a war zone. 🕊️

I’m not writing this to ask for pity. I’m sharing our truth because silence won’t protect us. Maybe, through this message, someone will hear us — and care. 🤍

If you feel moved to share our story or offer support, it would mean more than words can say. Every kind act ripples outward. ✨

🔗 Donation Link 📌 Post Link

Thank you for taking a moment to listen. 🙏

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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

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Hello, my name is Saja. I’m a mother to a beautiful 8-month-old baby girl, writing this from a place I never imagined I’d be — surrounded by destruction, holding on to my daughter while the world around us falls apart. 💔

We used to have a home. 🏚 A simple place, but it was filled with love. Now it’s gone. What remains are memories, silence, and an overwhelming fear of what tomorrow may bring.

Each day, I wake up not knowing if we will make it through the next. My daughter should be learning to walk, to smile at strangers, to feel safe in her world — but instead, she’s learning to live in the middle of a war zone. 🕊️

I’m not writing this to ask for pity. I’m sharing our truth because silence won’t protect us. Maybe, through this message, someone will hear us — and care. 🤍

If you feel moved to share our story or offer support, it would mean more than words can say. Every kind act ripples outward. ✨

🔗 Donation Link 📌 Post Link

Thank you for taking a moment to listen. 🙏

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My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.

Vetted by @gazavetters

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lff also has a special place in my heart! it's been a while, yeah, but i pride myself for being patient. no need to rush<3 good luck on ur other works ! i'll be the first person who'll ever read anything u post as soon as i receive an email B)

Wow🥹I honestly didn’t rly expect anyone to still be reading that fic/even remember it bc it’s been so long 😭this is rly reassuring to me as it is definitely still so important to me :) it’s very hard to pick up a story you haven’t written in so long and I feel like my writing has changed a lot, but I’m excited to get back into it and reveal how everything turns out

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Hello, I am Tareq from Gaza 🍉. I am trying to save my family from the genocide happening here 😔💔. I ask for your help in spreading my story and donating any amount, no matter how small 🙏💖. The situation is extremely difficult, and food prices have skyrocketed in Gaza 🍞💸. Please don't forget to share the latest post from my page so that compassionate hearts may see this plea and help spread the story to the world . Thank you 🙏💙.

https://gofund.me/481656bc

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.......looking for forgiveness updates pls.......? can i ask if its abandoned so i can tell my heart to stop hoping........,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

I promise it’s not abandoned I will return to it eventually im just really busy with other projects rn but my heart always belongs to lff…. honestly rly happy u still like it even after all this time, it’s rly dear to me

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HASHIRAMA AKA THE ONLY REASON I STILL CARE ABOUT NARUTO ∩(︶▽︶)∩

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anyways if you haven’t already pls read my current hashirama fic as I begin writing my new one :3333 link to fic in my pinneddddd post

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Have begun planning out the makings of a new hashimada fic. Might be longer than in their dreams they sleep with the moon…. multichap…. Anyways I think I’m gonna make it canon compliant so it has that bittersweet feeling that’s so hashimada esque. The plot is hashimada on a diplomatic mission together, after the founding of Konoha. Madara is slowly losing faith in Konoha and this is hashirama’s last ditched attempt at connecting to Madara in some way. It goes both well and badly and I imagine it in this fic to be the catalyst behind Madara’s eventual defection, namely bc of all the Emotions and Feelings it causes (Madara realising even after everything he still loves hashirama but also realising that this moment is ephemeral)