This is the worst Eid I have ever experienced in my entire life. I lost all my friends in the war and I am left alone here suffering from the pain of loss. I used to go and visit my friends, but today I went to their homes and found their mothers collapsing from crying and grieving over the loss of their sons. We used to meet and go out and spend a pleasant time together, but unfortunately today I went and visited them in the cemetery and sat next to them all day crying from the intensity of my pain and regret. How difficult this feeling is for me and I cannot bear it!!! š
Please help me and my family by donating so we can escape this war and genocide and start a new, safe life!!š„ŗ
Today all bakeries have been closed in Gaza and all humanitarian aid has been stopped and all food supplies have become 6 times more expensive and we are now unable to buy a bag of flour. The famine has returned with force to us. Please help us by donating so that my family and I can buy some food and help us to be able to travel outside Gaza and escape this war, please!!!!š
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Do you feel bored of the posts asking for help from Gaza? Youāre right, but imagine our situation as we live this war day after day for 13 months. Do you think weāre tired too?!!
Asking for help is not easy; itās very embarrassing, especially for a family that used to live a decent life. My husband and I completed our university education with distinction, worked in respectable jobs, and were used to helping others, not asking for help. But the war has turned our lives into a nightmare; we lost our home, our sources of income, and even our ability to provide the simplest of needs.
I'm Hanan. For the past 13 months, we have been struggling to get healthy food and medicine for my child, whose weak body was attacked by infection, and for my elderly mother-in-law, who fell into a coma for several days and almost lost her life due to anemia caused by our inability to provide healthy food, as prices have risen more than 10 times. Now, we have run out of everything. While you are reading my message, my family and I are trying to survive amidst all kinds of suffering.
What was once a beautiful dream and reality has now become a nightmare. Starvation is one thing, but starving, freezing, and being forced to flee in the middle of the night when tanks suddenly arrive in your area, running for your life and your familyās life under fire, leaving behind everything you built over the years, and returning after 5 months of suffering in displacement and tents to find that your home, where you lived your happiest moments, is nothing but rubble, is something completely different! šš
Can you feel my broken heart now? Can you imagine what Iām going through at this moment? Everything I am living now cannot be described with words, and every moment here is filled with pain and fear. We desperately need your help, as we live in hope of escaping Gaza to save our lives and live safely away from the explosions.
You might feel powerless to stop this genocide, but you can certainly save my family. We appeal to your compassionate hearts to help us escape this catastrophe, which the human mind cannot even fathom.
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Dear Friends, š·
I know you share my story out of love and humanity, and I am truly grateful for that. šš
The painful truth is sharing alone does not feed the hungry or provide medicine for the sick.š
Cost of a bag of flour is $300 which is the main source of food for my family and is needed weekly just to make bread. We live in a tent my child trembles from hunger and cold, and all I can do is pray. š„
Please, donāt just watch or share. Even a small donation could be a lifeline for a hungry child or a suffering patient. š
Donāt close your eyes to our suffering. We are calling upon your humanity.
The last donation 20 hours ago!! š
Thanks to your generous donations, we were able to buy some essential necessities that we couldn't do without, despite their high cost. A heartfelt thank you to everyone who contributed to feeding my child, even with a piece of bread šš. Your generosity gives us hope in facing these indescribable catastrophic circumstances š.
Our hope for survival comes from the generosity of your hearts. Your donations are the lifeline that keeps my family standing strong, They are our only source of income. Every contribution brings us closer to securing food and medicine for my family. Please, donāt leave us alone; your compassion is the light that dispels this darkness. āØš«
From the depths of my heart, I thank you for your support and assistance during our darkest times. You were the light that brought hope back to us when the world turned its back on us. š«š
Thank God, a truce has been agreed upon. Our joy is indescribable; finally, the bloodshed will stop, and the suffering of the innocent will come to an end. We will sleep without fear of being the next target. š„¹
But our joy is incomplete; we are still without work or income, without a roof to protect our children from the cold and rain. Our torn tent barely shields our bodies from the harshness of winter, and the soaring prices deprive us of securing the simplest necessities of life, such as food, water, and medicine.š
Unfortunately, donations to my familyās campaign have been very few lately, and we are no longer able to get through this difficult period or provide for our essential needs.š¢š
We appeal to your compassionate hearts to continue supporting us. Every donation, no matter how small, is a lifeline for us and our children. With your help, we can face this hardship. šš
My friends, no words can truly describe the pain we are living through. The war has returned, more brutal than ever, mercilessly claiming the lives of innocent people. The crossings have been closed, depriving us of our most basic right, a bite of food to ease our hunger after 15 hours of fasting in the holy month of Ramadan. š
My little child looks at me with hungry eyes, unable to understand why there is no food. My elderly mother-in-law is in a heartbreaking condition, and my unborn baby grows in a body weakened by hunger and deprivation. We are not living; we are fighting to survive.
Above us, the warplanes never leave the sky, and the relentless bombing continues to tear through the tents of innocent children and families.We sleep in fear, wake up in terror, and do not know if we will open our eyes again or if our names will be added to the list of victims of a merciless war. š¢
Now, more than ever, we need your compassionate hearts to save us from a hardship beyond imagination. š
Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hope, with my parents working tirelessly to provide us with a life of dignity and opportunity. My father was our steadfast provider, and my mother was the heart of our home. I have two brothers and three sisters, the youngest of whom is just six months old. She is frail and often sick due to the lack of proper food and medicine. My siblings and I have shared dreams of education, careers and a bright future. But life in Gaza is marked by hardship, and when the war began, everything we had built was shattered. My older brother, a kind and a courageous soul, was martyred while trying to secure basic necessities for our survival, my younger sister was gravely injured, and the cost of her treatment weighs more than the universe to us, now the responsibility for my family has fallen on my shoulders.
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Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hop
Our home, once filled with warmth, laughter and memories, has been reduced to rubble. We have been displaced more than thirty times from place to a place with nothing but the clothes on our backs. Each time we returned, we found more destruction, we always clung to the hope of rebuilding, but in the last attack, our home was completely destroyed, we are now homeless, living in unsafe conditions with no shelter to protect us from the cold nights. The loss of our home is not just the loss of a building, itās the loss of safety, stability, and the place where our dreams were nurtured.
With my father unemployed since the beginning of the war, we have no income to provide even the most basic necessities. Water, food, medicine, warm clothes and blankets-things that many take for granted-are beyond our reach. Every day is a battle for survival, and every night is a reminder of the dangers and struggles we face. I am determined to care for family and give my younger brothers and sisters a chance to grow up with hope. But I cannot do it alone.
I am reaching out to you with a plea for compassion and action. Your support can help us rebuild our lives, restore hope, and secure a future where my family can live in peace and safety. Every donation, no matter how small brings us closer to survival and dignity. Please for the sake of god and humanity, help us in this time of desperate need.
I'm Wasim from Gaza, as you know the crossings are closed and the situation is very difficult, everything is expensive, we cannot afford any food or gas and we are in the holy month of Ramadan and we fast for 15 hours and we cannot break our fast because of the high cost of food...šš
As you can see, we do not have cooking gas because the crossings are closed, and we suffer a lot when cooking...ššā¼ļø
My mother also needs medicine and vitamins, but she cannot buy them because they are expensive due to the closure of the crossings and the scarcity of the quantity.š
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My name is mahmoud mohammed jaafar jaafar i studied computer engineering and graduated from university in 2023 i worked as a software engineer in a local company here in gaza unit the war started, then the company got destroyed and became unemployed and our house is destroyed partially and became inhabitant to live in but nevertheless we stayed in it because we do not else to go i currently live in north gaza where is a scarcity of food and i have 3 brothers and 4 sister one of them died while he was trying to find food for the family so i am the eldest in my family now i have to provide a living for them
Any amount you give me will help me a lot in supporting my family in Gaza in light of the fear and lack of food, medicine and drink
My name is Mahmoud Mohammed Jaafar Jaafar. I studied computer engineering and graduated from university in 2023 i worked as a software engin
Any amount you give me will help me a lot, even if it is $10.
Mohammed is dying in my arms... and I can't save him š
How does a father cope with the moment when he sees his child slipping from his grasp, suffocating in front of him, trembling, groaning in pain, while he can do nothing but cry? How do I bear Mohammed's gaze as he stares at me with eyes filled with fear, silently asking, "Father, why are you letting me die?" And I have no answer. All I have is my tears falling down his little face, as if they're an apology for not being a father capable of saving him.
My son is dying in front of me.His breathing is fading. His body is trembling. His eyes are fading.
And the doctors are looking at me with merciless looks: "Either surgery immediately... or prepare to say goodbye."
His goodbye? How can a father hear those words and live? How can I stand helpless and watch my child slip through my fingers, knowing there is a chance to save him, but it isn't mine?
Mohammed is suffering from severe lung infections, and his tiny body can no longer resist. He needs urgent surgery, but I am poor, destitute, and unable to afford life. How can money be the barrier between me and saving my child? How can I accept that disability is the reason I lose him?
I feel like I'm living an endless nightmare... trapped in a moment that repeats itself mercilessly, a moment in which I see him in pain, unable to do anything. Don't let me bury him, knowing that I could have saved him if only a compassionate hand had reached out to me.
Please, don't let him die.Don't let my shroud be in my little one's hands.Don't let his voice fade forever while you still have a chance to save him.
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Every passing minute steals him further from me... every moment brings me closer to disaster. Any support, any sharing, any heart that moves to save him could mean the difference between life and death for my child.
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š Please... Save Mohammed before his name is written among the departed... before this plea turns into an elegy. š
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I donāt usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home š”. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasnāt always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I lovedāsome of them are gone forever. š
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My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken awayāmy home, my safety, and the people
My name is Ahmed Nasser, 30 years old. I used to live a peaceful and hopeful life. I was married to Huda, and we lived with my 60-year-old father, my 58-year-old mother, and my younger brother Mustafa, who is 14 years old. I managed an aluminum workshop, where I found both passion and joy in my work. I had a large house full of memories and a car to commute to work.
But that peaceful life suddenly turned into a nightmarish ordeal. The war came and brought with it complete destruction. During the bombing, my family and I found ourselves trapped in the Baptist Hospital, where missiles struck, causing a horrific massacre. I lost my older brother Mahmoudšš in those tragic moments, leaving behind two young children who became orphans in a world filled with sorrow and pain.š
I sustained severe injuries to my left leg, and after several failed surgical attempts, my leg had to be amputated entirely. This was just the beginning of the disaster; the war destroyed my workshop, which was my source of income, and my house, once full of joyful memories, turned into rubble.
My family and I tried to find a safe refuge, but we were unsuccessful. We have been displaced from place to place more than five times, each attempt ending in failure. Today, we live in a small tent under harsh living conditions, suffering from a lack of clean water and food, and the spread of diseases, making our lives even more difficult.
In these tragic circumstances, my family and I dream of escaping Gaza to find a dignified life. However, the cost of leaving is exorbitant: Ā£5,000 per adult and Ā£2,500 per child.
I call upon you from the heart of this tragedy, seeking your support. Every donation, no matter how small, will make a significant difference in my life and my family's life. Your donation can be a beacon of hope in this darkness and help us achieve our dream of living with dignity.ššš
it's very surreal to see posts about palestine dwindling down after the ceasefire. israel is still blocking aid to and trying to make life difficult for palestinians in gaza. we still have to continue to speak up about gaza.
in this ceasefire, many palestinians are trying to rebuild in attempts to try and return to what they had before the genocide. despite the heavy and unbearable loss of life that gaza has experienced, her people continue to try to make a better world for their children.
alaa is a mother of two young children. she wants to rebuild her house and get a better future for her children. please have heart and consider helping her out. her fundraiser has been verified.
it's been seven days since the last donation. please please share and consider donating if you can. alaa has to get enough money to rebuild her house to ensure her children's well being.
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Hello my friend, my name is Jaafar from North Gaza, I am 24 years old, and finally after waiting for a whole year of killing, displacement, hunger, massacres and genocide against us, the time for a ceasefire has come, thank God we are still alive after all the exhaustion, and during the next week we will return to our homes in North Gaza, which was completely destroyed, unfortunately our area was completely and brutally destroyed and we have nothing left, neither a home, nor property, nor furniture, nor clothes, nor any other clothes, I know that returning to the north will be very painful and difficult due to the lack of the necessities of life, and we will start building our lives from scratch, but we are happy for the war to end.
My name is mahmoud mohammed jaafar jaafar i studied computer engineering and graduated from university in 2023 i worked as a software engineer in a local company here in gaza unit the war started, then the company got destroyed and became unemployed and our house is destroyed partially and became inhabitant to live in but nevertheless we stayed in it because we do not else to go i currently live in north gaza where is a scarcity of food and i have 3 brothers and 4 sister one of them died while he was trying to find food for the family so i am the eldest in my family now i have to provide a living for them
Any amount you give me will help me a lot in supporting my family in Gaza in light of the fear and lack of food, medicine and drink
My name is Mahmoud Mohammed Jaafar Jaafar. I studied computer engineering and graduated from university in 2023 i worked as a software engin
Any amount you give me will help me a lot, even if it is $10.
To the world, can you become š Santa Claus for the children of Gaza
Can you restore the childhood that has been stolen from them? We are in desperate need of hope, of hands that can reach out and lift us from this nightmare, so our children can live the life they deserve.
Santa Claus has always been a symbol of joy and gifts, visiting homes to spread happiness in the hearts of children. But in Gaza, his role has completely changed. In this image, he appears stunned and helpless, pulling his sleigh no longer filled with presents, but with the bodies of those who perished amidst the destruction.
Santa, who once brought hope, now stands in the heart of tragedy, witnessing a reality beyond imagination. There are no celebrations here, no lights, and no children's laughter. Only screams, tears, and rubble that tells stories of pain.
I am a father living in the midst of this scene. I live in constant fear for my little child who does not know the meaning of life. My infant son Mohammed suffers from an illness and also malnutrition.
Please, my friends, help me, donate to us and publish our story.
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Hi, my name is Mosab , and Iām from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today Iām sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasnāt been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from usā25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their loveā¦ all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldnāt have imagined weād make it this far. Thanks to your incredible kindness, weāve reached 19,800 out of 30,000. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, weāre reminded of how much weāve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Hereās what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
š Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
š¢ Loss: The absence of the 25 family members weāve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
š Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line
Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 might not seem like much, but it could mean a meal, clean water, or a tiny bit of hope for my family.
Canāt donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
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Why Your Support Matters
Your kindness isnāt just about helping us meet our goalāitās about reminding us that weāre not alone in this fight. Itās about hope. Itās about survival. And itās about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, Iām endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ā¤ļø
