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@bird-maybe
Can’t risk it
The duck of creativity. I waited so long for it.
My mans
FUCK GIMME- *grabby hans*
Hand it OVER
NOPE NOT RISKING ANYTHING O’ GREAT DUCK OF CREATIVITY
Creatividuck has returned!!!
CREATIVITY DUCK!! Not willing to risk it! Bless us!😂
I AIN’T RISKING IT
LET THERE BE CREATIVITY DUCKS EVERYWHERE
AHHHHH PLEASE CREATIVITY DUCK! ALL I DRAW RIGHT NOW IS AMONGUS!! I CANT DO THIS ANY MORE
listening to trump answer a question is liek listening to a Mr hippo story from fnaf
i refuse to believe other people dont get bored in history classes and forge signatures, i can successfully forge king george iii's signature and guy fawks (guido or whatever his name is) (the good one) like, this has to be normal
A small part of my story
Under the title
A month equals a year and a year equals a whole lifetime..
Every time I remember that moment, my heart almost jumps out of my body.
I don't know... am I happy or sad?!
When I found out for the first time after waiting for nine years that I was carrying a fetus in my womb, I couldn't believe it!
It was something like a dream that couldn't be comprehended!
We hugged and cried together, my lover and I, with joy, alone in a city completely devoid of people.
I didn't mean anything like romance... no!
Just us and danger, or rather under the name "us and death".
You will know later what I mean by this.
I will complete my story for you...
Nine years ago, I never got pregnant, can you imagine?!!
Yes, for the first time, a hug accompanied by crying and tears of joy...
It happened in the war!
Yes, it happened in the war!
Oh my God!
In difficult times, and almost impossible life.
We were not even ready to have children after about half a year or a little more of the war,
and we no longer wanted to think about it at all, especially with the horror of what we had experienced in the recent events of our lives.
We had completely forgotten about this subject.
Although this was our plan recently, but before the Holocaust (the "cruel war" that was unlike any war we had experienced before),
we went together constantly to see the doctor, and did everything we could to be blessed with a child.
We prayed a lot, and we paid a lot of expenses in order to give birth to this little one who was stubborn and refused to come to this dangerous and strange world.
It makes us both smile.
It is really amazing!
We also thought and made a decision recently to undergo an IVF procedure, but circumstances worsened and we did not complete the treatment stage.
God did not want us to complete the treatment journey and undergo the injection procedure.
Yes, but He wanted the pregnancy to happen suddenly without operations, without treatment, without prior planning, and without even thinking about the whole thing!!
Oh, His wisdom and power.
It's like a sign from God to compensate us with such great joy in the midst of this pain we are living because of this deadly war that has taken away everything we own...
Even security was stolen from our hearts.
One day, specifically on the fourth of Ramadan, we decided to return home for several reasons.
The army was present in our area when it invaded the city of Khan Yunis, as the tanks were stationed right near our house at the time,
specifically the Qarara area ("Kissufim").
You will wonder, dear reader: Why did you return home?
When you finish reading, you will know all the answers.
Excuse me, this is the first time I am writing.
I am not a writer, and I can make mistakes while telling my story, so read, dear, and think carefully, and you will see all the answers in front of you...
We were exposed to death at any moment.
Even every night we would prepare a first aid kit containing some gauze, disinfectants, iodine, painkillers, and the like.
We were afraid of the coming of night. Night was not only pitch darkness, but a terror unlike any other!
The city was closer to what is called a "ghost town".
I cannot describe to you how much the night scared me, even though I was one of those who loved the night, staying up late, and watching the stars and the moon.
We were very afraid when darkness fell, as if it was a symphony of shelling about to begin, for this was a mentally ill occupier who never stopped hitting the stones and trees, as he enjoyed taking the soul from people.
Every day we would listen to the bursts of bullets hitting the walls of the house, and the shells that I remember did not stop throughout the nights.
When I heard the sound of the shells exploding, I was counting...
Almost every nine seconds there was a shell exploding!
That's really what happened with this crazy occupier!!
I told you it was a symphony, as if he was having fun while bombing our city!!
But do you know what scared me the most..?
What is known as the "drone", this alone is enough to shock me whenever I see it close to the ground or hear its sound.
We used to always hear explosions accompanied by the sounds of bursts of rubble shattering from neighboring houses, when they were repeatedly and directly bombed.
The sound of the shell whistls enough… Oh, how scary it was!
You feel and say: Where… Where will it explode? Where?!
Will it be with us or not?
Will we both die now, I wonder!!!
Yes, it is extremely painful, and you cannot imagine it no matter how much I describe it to you.
Believe me… It is something like madness!
This is the first time I am writing these details!!!
The question still haunts you and revolves in your mind: What forces you to stay at home despite all this danger?!
Yes, now I will answer you…
I was forced to stay with my husband because he refused to leave the damned house! Yes, I used to call it damned, and it is my home that I have always loved and dreamed of.
But after the exhaustion we have experienced due to displacement… Oh, displacement and its suffering!
We were displaced several times:
First from Al-Qarara, then to Al-Aqsa University in Khan Younis, from the university to Rafah, from Rafah to Dair al-Balah, then to the sea of Dair al-Balah, and then what next!? Isn't all this displacement enough!!!
As if it were a farce...
We are fed up!
It was really devastating, we couldn’t describe it, and you can’t imagine it either.
That’s why my husband decided to return, even though the house had been shelled with a number of shells, and the army had not yet withdrawn from the area…
We both walked on foot back from Dair al-Balah,
via shortcuts other than the main road (“Salah al-Din Street”),
away from the sniper’s sight; because it was a prohibited combat zone.
We returned from the back of the house called “Al-Matahin”, near the “Al-Berka” road that leads to Dair al-Balah.
The road was a little safer.
I tried all the way over and over with my husband, trying to convince him not to return… Even my family tried a lot, and everyone warned us.
All of them, we know very well what we are getting into.
Indeed, it was a matter of two options with no alternative: "life or death"!
Even after we arrived home and witnessed the fear during this trip, and because of the very close bombing and the spread of drones, I insisted a lot that we leave and leave him immediately,
but to no avail... He did not listen to me.
He used to say to me: "I will get you out of here, but I will come back and stay here."
And of course I refused every time...
I will die with him, and I will not leave him alone and abandon him!
He is my partner, my support, and the love of my heart.
Here I gave up trying to convince him, and surrendered to what was coming... As I told you: "life or death."
I have never experienced such fear in my life before!
I felt my intestines tearing every night from the severity of the pain, and I discovered that when I am exposed to extreme fear, I suffer from severe abdominal cramps.
I almost tremble with fear when I hear the sound of a tank approaching the house, or when I hear the footsteps of the infantry soldiers.
Can you imagine where we used to sleep and spend the darkest of miserable nights?
Under the bed.
For a whole month we slept under the bed!
To avoid stray bullets and flying shrapnel as much as possible.
I was almost dying… I couldn’t breathe normally, and I would suffocate a lot whenever danger approached us.
As usual, my husband was stubborn and always tried to calm me down.
I know he was scared too, but he didn’t show me that,
and didn’t make me feel his fear;
To strengthen me, protect me and make me feel safe.
Although we witnessed another difficult situation during our last displacement… Whenever the army withdrew, we would return home,
But it deceived us time after time, and stormed again and again.
That time it was also very difficult, as the shells were hitting the "Al-Matahin" building right next to us, exploding before our eyes.
I could hear the whizzing of bullets next to my ear,
and see the bullets between our feet as we ran, hitting the sand and moving it!
A strange feeling came over me at that moment,
As if I were in a movie!
Is this real, what is all this brutality, what is all this violence, why all this killing, why all this killing, why am I here, why is my life like this,
I was lost in a sea of many, many endless questions.
To the point that I was imagining and wondering: Have I been shot and haven't felt the pain of the bullet yet?
Did the bullet hit my lover?!
Questions ran through my head that had no answers, and no acceptable explanation,
But the most important question is, am I still alive???
Yes... We miraculously survived this time, my friend, but let's consider that I am like someone killed without a fight!
During that period, during the month we spent in a state of almost permanent shock,
One night, we received a phone call.
It was our kind and gentle neighbor, we did not know she was in the city, one of her relatives had told her we were there, and she called to check up on us and ask for help.
That woman was an elderly woman in a wheelchair and her daughter was with her who was taking care of her, they lived alone together in their house, and they had not left after the evacuation order due to her illness and inability to move.
Her house was a little far from us...
Almost the same area, but on the other street.
We were always in touch by phone, and checking up on each other.
Every morning my husband goes out to help this poor old woman. He risks his life and hides in the alleys of the houses and their destroyed rubble, in order to deliver some basic necessities to them, such as food and drinking water. They have no one, and there is no one to extend a helping hand... Even the Red Cross had difficulty evacuating them from their place.
Only God, and then my husband, were present.
As if God was protecting him from the treachery of this damned army that has no mercy on the bird and the cat, so that he can help this old woman and her daughter.
My heart was breaking when he decided to go for them, but there is nothing we can do... We are all forced to face these difficult circumstances and life, and we must unite, feel for each other and help with everything we can;
It applies to all of us in the end, and danger surrounds us from every direction, and we are all in God's care.
Oh my friend…
I remember this period in its entirety.
Even the cats… I remember how they would all gather in our house so that we could feed them.
To the point that they would attack me out of hunger and try to devour the food I prepared for the table. I saw them as terrifying cats with a sharp look and a frightening voice, so even though I loved them, I was afraid at the time.
I don't know... Is it from her hunger, or the shock of her fear, or did she actually taste the bodies of the martyrs?
I know, my dear... If you are reading my story now, you will want to know what happened to me regarding my unborn child and wonder...
But unfortunately, we lost him, I lost my first child, our little one whose joy was not complete when we met his innocent eyes, yes, the occupation killed him, because of what made us suffer from fatigue, hardship, fear, cold, hunger and endless displacement, this innocent person left and did not want to come to this unjust world.
Do you know what?!
He was supposed to be three months old now.
I was going to be a mother.
And can you imagine what else, I didn't know I was pregnant all this time
It's fate, my friend, it always surprises us.
Thank God, God's compensation is beautiful, we did not lose hope, and we trust in God that He always hides the best for us, God willing. 💓
I am raising funds for my friend in Gaza. This fund is to help her leave Gaza and move to… Manar Ahmed needs your support for My friend Shah
Hey everyone..
I did not sleep last night. I was thinking for a long time and recalling some of the events that happened at this time last year. I wrote them down as part of a story I lived through at one point. For the first time, I feel that writing is what I needed.
If you can participate, do not hesitate💓 And if you can donate to our little family, you are saving us and your generous donation will make a difference so that we can start our lives anew.
While writing these letters I felt something strange at first. My heart was sad and my eyes were tearing
But when I finished I felt better I am fine now, And finally I thank everyone who supported me psychologically and financially. 🫂
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I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
I need good news. So tired
To my uk trans people and allies out there.
My partners friend went missing if you all could signal boost this!
Forgot to add the picture
This is a legit missing person's case and not some sleeze trying to find their ex, btw: https://www.9news.com/article/news/local/missing-denver-woman-police-investigate/73-4088e23b-3e57-4ec6-9da3-afbbc0f561ac
