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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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𝓼𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓘 𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓲𝓵𝓶𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓪𝓼 𝔀𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵 𝓶𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓬 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂 𝓸𝓷

𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓪 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓹𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓬𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼

𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓹 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓵𝔂 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝔃𝓮 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓲𝓻𝔂 𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓵 𝓘 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓽

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“You don’t have a soul. You are a soul, you have a body.”

— C.S.Lewis (via naturaekos)

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I only need to be told im beautiful and loved 1500 times a day I think thats reasonable

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do nipples grow back

…….my condolences

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