did anyone else notice that the finalists in s3 were probably given the option to ask for more food because in-ho wanted them as dead asleep as possible so it would make it EASIER for gi-hun to kill them???
NOT TO MENTION THE SHEER DIFFERENCE IN MEAL CHOICES AND AMOUNT OF FOOD THEY WERE GIVEN IN COMPARISON TO SEASON 1?????? HE WANTED THEM KNOCKED OUTTT😭😭😭
Saying it one last time (for now), the way squid game ended wasn't the problem. It's the fact that everything was rushed, characters acted ooc for the sake of the plot (and the cringiest scenes ever with the VIPs). There wasn't as many emotional moments as you'd think, given how many new characters were introduced. Gi hun sacrificing himself was probably the most in-character thing that happened, it was good. Everything else, uhhhh
Hello dears! I am asking you to support my campaign to help me reach my goal. I am now in bad need your support to help me stay alive and safe. Gaza is a very dangerous place either on the level of livelihood or on the level of souls. I need your monetary support to enable me to get the basic needs for my family till Rafah crossing point reopens to move my family to safety and peace Pleasd help a family be alive through your small donations or througn your shares to others Thank you so much for your stand beside people
i unfortunately can’t donate, but please help this family out if you can!
ok but this scene. this fucking scene. he's literally from the get-go like 'listen i need you and this baby to survive no matter what it takes i know i killed your bestie but please take this knife and slit all their throats. you and this baby must walk out of these games. i need you to live gi-hun please listen to me or they're going to kill you.'
Emergency: Help my family survive and start a new life
Hello everyone, I hope you take a minute to read our story.
I’m Hazem Shawish, trying to save my family from the war
We’re a family of 8 members, me, my mother, and I have 4 brothers and two sisters. And their kids
Islam (30) years old
Samer (29)
Hashem (31)
Mohammad (35)
Nisreen (37) ( @nisreensuhail )
Noor (36).
Kids:
Amal (12)
Kenzy (17) ( @kenzish )
Zoheer (19)
Hello everyone, I hope you take a minute to read our story.
I’m Ha… Hazem friend needs your support for Help my family survive an
On the sad day of October 9, 2023, an unforgettable day, it was a dream like a nightmare. I was returning home to Gaza and my family, the women and children, were leaving the house in fear. They told me that the Israeli Defense Forces had ordered them to evacuate all the houses immediately. I was surprised and could not believe it. I entered the house quickly and went out. My father is crippled and fear grips my heart. Half an hour after the call, the warplanes destroyed the house. We miraculously survived, but my brother Samer was injured in his feet.
In the shadow of conflict, our family has faced unimaginable hardships. The passing of my father, a victim to the cruel grasp of hunger and inadequate healthcare, left a void in our lives, underscoring the fragility of our existence here. My brother, Samer, battles bipolar disorder, a condition exacerbated by the ongoing war and the severe shortage of essential medications. Without access to the necessary treatment, his life is at risk, and we live in constant fear for his well-being amidst the chaos that surrounds us. These personal tragedies have deepened the urgency of our situation.
My brother Samer
Every day is a struggle for survival, and each night is filled with prayers for a brighter tomorrow. Yet, amidst the darkness, we hold onto hope, seeking solace in the belief that one day, the clouds of war will dissipate, and we will find the peace and stability we so desperately crave. Until then, we endure, clinging to the threads of our resilience, and nurturing dreams of a safer, healthier future for us all.
Our home, once a sanctuary of love and warmth, was destroyed, displacing us into a life of uncertainty and fear. The laughter of my children and my sister's daughters, once the music of our home, is now silenced by the echoes of conflict. They deserve a future where education and happiness are not just dreams but realities.
Our entire neighborhood In Gaza Before and after
we had a supermarket that helped as to live and earn money, but it was bombed and we have nothing now, pic of our supermarket
But our challenges are not just physical; they are emotional and psychological. The loss of my father and the imminent threat to my brother's life weigh heavily on us. My mother, who has endured so much, faces the unimaginable fear of losing another child. For her, for my brother, for my children, and for the future of our family, we seek a new beginning.
We dream of a place far from the sounds of war we want to be safe with my family we dream to move to Egypt to save ourselves
This journey is more than a physical relocation; it is a quest for dignity, for normalcy, for the very essence of what makes life worth living. We seek to restore what conflict has stripped from us: our home, our health, and our hope.
We turn to you, not just as donors, but as fellow humans who understand the power of compassion and community. Your support, in any form, is a beacon of hope in our darkest times. It represents solidarity and a shared belief in the sanctity of life and the right to a safe and peaceful existence.
Our dream is simple yet seems a world away:
to escape to Egypt .
for children to pursue education and a life unshaded by conflict, and for us to honor my father's memory in a land of peace.
However, this dream bears a significant cost, one that is beyond our reach. For each of us to make this journey, to cross borders towards a life of safety and dignity, we estimate the need for at least $5,000 per person. This sum covers the complex tapestry of legal, travel, and initial resettlement expenses.
All of our important links are here
Emergency: Help my family survive and start a new life
Thank you for hearing our story, for your empathy, and for considering standing with us as we embark on this journey to a new life.🇵🇸🍉❤️🩹🙏
i’ve just gone onto ao3 to find that it is once again down. i can feel the familiar feeling of an ache painful enough to rival the flames of satan’s home in my desperate heart. a foul cloud of darkness has enveloped my mind and a cold and suffocating sensation has blanketed my insides. as i type this out, i can feel my throat closing up, producing a sticky substance from the very back. i can feel blood trailing down from my eyes to my cheeks, hanging on my parted lips. looking up from my phone into the real world makes me feel as if i may vomit acid into the depths of numbness and pain. my limbs, once again, are losing their abilities. i can no longer feel with them. one by one, my senses are disappearing. i fear my time has come. i do not have much longer.
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