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I am Alaa… Can you hear me?

I am a woman from Palestine Gaza 🇵🇸.

I once had a modest but loving home with my husband, Mohammad, and our four children: Mahmoud, Somaya, Mostafa, and little Sila.

Our house was small, but it held our world — filled with warmth, laughter, and dreams.

Mohammad worked as a tailor, using his hands to stitch dignity into our days, providing just enough for us to live in peace.

But in a single, brutal moment… everything disappeared.

An airstrike hit our neighborhood.

Our home collapsed under the force of the explosion.😭💔

We escaped with nothing — not clothes, not memories, not even the toys my children cherished.

Mohammad’s tailor shop was demolished by Israeli bulldozers, leaving him without work, without tools, without hope.

Now, we live in a torn, fragile tent.

It doesn’t shield us from the cold.

It doesn’t protect my children from hunger or fear.

Rain seeps in. The nights are long and cruel. My children cry themselves to sleep.

I am a mother who cannot provide warmth, food, or safety.

I watch them suffer — I hear their tiny whispers asking when we’ll go home again… and I have no answers.

I am Alaa😓.

I don’t ask for much.

Just a chance to live with dignity again.

Just a moment of mercy.

If you hear me… if you feel my pain…

🌸Please help us🌸🙏.

Even the smallest act of kindness can bring light into our darkness.

Donation link

From a mother with nothing left but a trembling voice… thank you❤️🫂.

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Angela Barrett’s illustration for Bram Stoker’s Dracula (Folio Society, limited edition)

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Really struck this time around by how all the locals tried so hard to save Jonathan and protect him.

You live under an undead and terrorising boyar. Who knows how many strangers you've sent on to his unyielding grasp. How many children have been lost to his greedy mouth and the three other terrors that live with him?

The latest victim is so sweet too. He compliments your cooking. He talks about his fiancee and his new job and you stumble along in conversation, broken German on both sides. He is so lovely. So full of life. Of hope.

You break down crying, begging him not to go, finally resorting to handing him your rosary. He seems reluctant. He's so innocent. He doesn't know. Is this what all English are like?

You must save this one. For his mother's sake. For his fiancee. For everyone who holds him dear. No more.

You tell the driver -- you know him. And his sister. And brother. And aunt. And uncle. You tell everyone you know.

Not this one.

You wave him off. Is that worry on his face? Does he know? Does he suspect? You don't know. You can't see this far away. You're getting old.

You go back inside. You hope he survives. You know he probably won't.

You're driving the English Man to the Vampire. The old lady at the hotel told you to please try. Make haste. Outwit him. Somehow.

Easy for her to say! But you try anyway.

Not this one. No more.

You race against time, driving your horses on and on and on.

If you just make it before the time ... maybe you can save this one ...

The young fool offers to walk outside the carriage. Doesn't he know anything? The wolves! And there are stranger things that bite out here ...

Inside, your other passengers press gifts and prayers and blessings on the stranger.

Not this one. Not this time.

You arrive with an hour to spare!

You made it!

You did it!

Better the next day. If they can just get him to the next town, maybe --

And then you hear it.

The thundering pound of hooves coming up the pass.

For the Dead travel fast.

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🕊️ Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future

Hello, my name is Nadin I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate. I’m a wife. And now — I’m a mother.

I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small design studio, of making art that told stories. I used to think about colors, fonts, sketches. I used to think about the future.

Then the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.

On October 22, 2023, I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home. 25 members of our family were killed — his mother, his siblings, his nieces and nephews, children. Entire branches of a family tree gone in seconds.

We were displaced twice after that. Everything we had disappeared — home, safety, routine, rest.

A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib. No stillness. No celebration.

But she came into the world quietly and beautifully. And in her eyes, I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.

Now, I spend my days holding her and trying to build a world around her that doesn’t shake with explosions.

We don’t know what comes next. There is no clear path. We are walking toward the unknown, step by step — with our daughter in our arms and hope as our guide.

🧡 How You Can Help

This is why I’m asking for support. Not for comfort — but for survival. To help care for one baby girl who entered the world after everything else collapsed.

If you can spare anything, it will help us:

Cover basic needs, so we can breathe and heal

Support a path toward even the smallest stability in a place that has none

My husband manages the donations securely through a U.S.-registered Stripe account. Everything is converted to USDT and exchanged here in Gaza. The rates are difficult — $100 becomes only 245 shekels — but we use every shekel carefully, with full transparency and documentation.

If you’ve made it this far, thank you. If you can give — thank you. And if you can’t, just sharing this post is a form of support I will never forget.

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Rebuilding What Was Erased – A Message from Abedmajed in Gaza

My name is Abedmajed, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.

In a single missile strike, we lost over 25 members of our family. They were not just names. They were mothers, daughters, sons, grandparents — people we shared meals with, laughed with, and built dreams with.

The missile hit our family home — the heart of everything we knew.

Among those killed were: 🕊️ My mother 🕊️ My sister 🕊️ My older brother His wife and their three daughters 🕊️ My uncle, his wife, and all their sons and grandchildren

We were left with nothing but rubble and grief. Yet somehow, my brother and I survived. And now, we carry the responsibility of rebuilding what was taken — not just for ourselves, but for our father, our surviving siblings, and the memory of those we lost.

💔 Why We’re Fundraising

This campaign is not just about survival. It’s about rebuilding a future — A family home, a shared life, a place where our father can rest safely, Where the next generation of our family can grow up knowing peace instead of trauma.

💬 The funds raised will help us:

🏗️ Rebuild our family home — which was completely destroyed 🛠️ Provide basic support for our father and siblings 🏡 Create safe, livable conditions for a family shattered by loss

🔒 How the Funds Are Managed

Due to the collapse of Gaza’s financial system, all donations are processed through my brother, who has a U.S. registered Stripe account. Funds are securely transferred to Gaza and distributed in cash here on the ground. We are transparent and ready to provide proof of every step.

🌱 Why Your Support Matters

We are not asking for charity. We’re asking for a chance to stand again, To rebuild something we can pass on to the children who survived.

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Your support gives us the strength not just to remember the ones we lost — but to honor them by continuing.

💬 If you can’t donate, a reblog means the world. 🕊️ From Gaza, with hope and dignity — thank you.

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I am desperately in need of donations to support my family and me during these incredibly difficult times. 😥

A Plea from the Heart of Suffering

Because of the war, we have lost everything — our home, our livelihood, and the sense of safety we once had. I now live in harsh conditions with my children, who are innocent and have done nothing to deserve this life of hardship. Every day is a struggle to secure the most basic necessities: food, medicine, and shelter. I kindly ask for your support during this difficult time. Every donation, no matter how small, brings hope to my children and helps protect their future. Thank you for your compassion and generosity

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We all considered Khaled to be like an older brother to Ahmad. He was close to all of us, but he held a special place in Maryam’s heart she loved him dearly, and he loved her just as much.

Exactly one month ago and on the morning of April 3rd, Maryam asked my father if she could go visit Khaled. She missed him and wanted to play with the children her age in his neighborhood.He agreed. She went on her way, and not even a few minutes had passed before a missile struck the area she had just headed to.

In that moment, nothing else mattered to us but one question screaming in our mind : “Where’s Maryam? Is she okay?”

My father says..

I ran as fast as I could toward the site of the strike, my heart pounding in fear and panic.

When I arrived, I was shocked by the scene. Dozens of men were rushing around, carrying injured children. All of them every single one had blood covering their faces and severe injuries. I began shouting at the top of my lungs, “Maryam! Maryam! MARYAM!” until I saw her...

But my heart still wasn’t at peace. I couldn’t leave. I ran again this time toward the place I feared Khaled might have been.

With every step closer, my dread grew. “No... it can’t be him...” But when I arrived, I found Khaled’s house two stories high destroyed.

Khaled was there. After a long struggle, we managed to pull him from the rubble... but it was too late. Khaled had passed away.

Khaled is gone... and the world no longer feels the same. The earth is emptier now without Khaled.

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Amazing art work by Notte💖 @rhymeswithfart , inspired by our true story.

Another breathtaking piece by Notte truly beyond words. My family and I are deeply touched by the compassion, emotion, and soul you pour into your work.

We are forever grateful for the way you’ve made us feel seen and cared for. Your kindness, professionalism, and unwavering dedication mean the world to us.

We appreciate you and cherish not only your incredible talent but the beautiful heart behind it.

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Hello Everypony! pls help Mahmoud's family in gaza if you can! They are struggling with basic things like food and clothes, who as you may guess, are quite scarce in Palestine since Israel decided going full genocide mode, so any little donation helps. 🍉​🍉​🍉​🍉​🍉​

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Hello everyone💐

I am Mahmoud Al Sharif, married and have 3 children. My wife gave birth to a newborn baby on August ,12 ,2024.

‎‏We are from the Gaza Strip, which suffers from wars. I lived through 5 of these wars, and I lost my eyes and fingers hand , and my other eye was damaged. These were the previous wars until this 2023 war came and destroyed everything from my home and my workplace.

Please, can you see my story and judge if it is important or not🙏. My family faces unimaginable ‎‏challenges living in Gaza. We are seeking your support to help us find a safe and hopeful future outside this conflict zon💔

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If you are not able to donate at this time, please pass this urgent request on to others in the community 🙏🙏🙏

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Regrets

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That's how I'm coping after the Final Round X)

I'm not ready for the next one ;w;

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My Father, My Universe

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love their new fit

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I don’t remember much from middle school. Mainly just the Green haze.

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Duet

Obsessed with their tragedy (and alien stage altogether)

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Too late🍂

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mizi thinks ivan finally won that emo twink over while till goes along with whatever she says for the sake of keeping the conversation going