We lost our home, our safety, and everything we owned.
We are living among the ruins, just trying to survive.
My child is sick and needs continuous treatment and a surgical operation we cannot afford.
My second son is suffering from malnutrition. He has developed a skin rash due to insects and the harsh environment we are forced to live in.
Their father lost part of his foot during the war, and his other foot is at risk. He lives in constant pain and needs medical care we are unable to provide.
We are not asking for pity.
We are asking for a chance to live.
Please do not forget Gaza.
Do not forget the families who are still fighting pain every single day.
vetted by @gazavetters ( #1) vetted and shared by @90-ghost Donate via the link 👇👇👇
I was working as a sports trainer and my wife was an accountant in a company Our children are completing their education in their schools. I
Hello, My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.
The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.
64.media.tumblr.com
64.media.tumblr.com
64.media.tumblr.com
64.media.tumblr.com
64.media.tumblr.com
We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.
Our Current Situation:
💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income. 🍞 Basic Needs: Food and water are becoming harder to afford with rising prices and scarce resources. 📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive. 😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.
How You Can Help:
I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $5 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.
Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.
What This Means to Us:
Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.
Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.
With all our gratitude, Mosab Elderawi and Family ❤️
✅️ Vetted by ✅️
@gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #309 )✅️
Hello Everyone, I am Mosab Suleiman Al Derawi, 28 years old, my wife Nadine Adel A… Mosab Derawi needs your support for Help me saving who's
This is my husband, Muhammad. He is 58 years old. He finds it very difficult to bring us water from a place far from our tent. My husband suffers from blood pressure and diabetes. Life here has become a real hell. Help us, even if it is a small amount, to save our lives and get us out of this war.
Hello, I am Sanaa Saad El-Din, 55 years old, from Gaza. We have been living in a devastating war for more than a year, and at my age I canno
@90-ghost Found Me stopped my campaign and I lost $2000. Can you help me republish my campaign again?🙏🙏
I watch my child wither away before my eyes while support remains elusive. Every moment of neglect weakens him. Donate to my child today; your kindness could ease his pain and give him another chance at life.
I repeat this with a broken heart: I will not forgive anyone who sees my post and ignores it. My child is withering away. Please, share and donate now.
My child is shivering in the bitter cold, his tiny body cannot withstand this frost, and his cough tears at my heart every night. He should be dreaming, playing, and laughing — not fighting to stay warm.
I write these words with a broken heart. To everyone who reads this and moves on—my entire family is suffering. My child is sick and has a cold, my pregnant wife is weak, struggling with anemia and malnutrition, and every passing moment adds to our pain. Please donate and share.
I repeat this with a broken heart: I will not forgive anyone who sees my post and continues to die. My children are withering away. Please share and donate now. Don't let your silence cause my children to disappear.
Please, my friends, don't ignore our call. We need your help in these difficult times. You are our chance to survive and reach safety. Every donation, whatever it is, makes a big difference, so donate anything you can and share the post to reach everyone.
My child is shivering in the bitter cold, his tiny body cannot withstand this frost, and his cough tears at my heart every night. He should be dreaming, playing, and laughing — not fighting to stay warm.
I write these words with a broken heart. To everyone who reads this and moves on—my entire family is suffering. My child is sick and has a cold, my pregnant wife is weak, struggling with anemia and malnutrition, and every passing moment adds to our pain. Please donate and share.
Words are no longer enough to capture the tragedy my family and I endure.
My name is Wedad Shadi, I am 15 years old, and I live in Gaza, Palestine.🇵🇸
Our home was completely destroyed, and now we live in a torn, fragile tent. We are a family of 7, and my mother, father, and my little sister Mira were injured when our house was bombed.
My mother and Mira are in urgent need of medical treatment, but we have nothing to pay for their care, not even food to survive.
My mother and my sister were injured during the war. I am terrified of losing them… please, don’t leave me without my mother and sister. They need urgent help to survive.
They desperately need medicine and medical treatment, as shown in the videos. Every moment without help is a struggle for their lives.
Please, I beg you… save them, help us, and give them a chance to live. 🙏💔
I have started school, but I could not register because I cannot afford the fees.
Please, I beg you to help us. Donate to save my mother and my innocent little sister before it’s too late. Every contribution can save a life and bring hope to a family in desperate need.
Every day we wake up to the same reality: destroyed homes, no safety, no stability, and needs that keep growing.
People think the pain paused… but for us, it never did.
Even with a so-called “ceasefire,” nothing has really stopped.
The explosions, the drones, the fear — the violations never ended.
And our suffering definitely didn’t.
Your support is the only reason many of us manage to keep going.
Your donation 🙏🙏 — no matter how small — can mean medicine, food, warmth, and a little bit of dignity in a life that’s been stripped of everything.
Please, stand with us. Don’t let this struggle fade from the world’s attention.
We still desperately need you to get back on our feet.
Campaign checked by 90-ghosr
Donation link
Hello, my name is Mickey from Michigan USA and I am raising funds for Wedad… Mickey Dee needs your support for Support Wedad's Journey to Sa
For every Logan girl, there are ten Jess girls. But the one thing the Gilmore Girls fandom can agree on is that Dave, read the entire bible in one night, Rygalski is THE BEST boyfriend on the show
Given the potential release dates that were posted on social media about Bridgerton season 4’s release date I thought it good time to share one of my desired song picks for the season. ‘I Saw Her Standing There’ - The Beatles.
After finding out there was a possibility of a Beatles song being in the mix I just listened to some of their songs and came across this amazing one.
And I couldn’t help but imagine a Vitamin String Quartet cover of it playing in the background as Benedict is walking up and down the London streets, Sophie’s gloves in hand as he tries to find the Lady in Silver, while also reminiscing about the night of the masquerade ball 🤭
My name is Mosab Ahmed, and I'm a father to three beautiful daughters: Lina, Lama, and Alma.
We are living in a tent ⛺ after the war destroyed our home 💔. I lost my job, and we can't even afford a loaf of bread 🥖. My daughters can't sleep from hunger 😢. We are slowly dying in silence.
I'm injured and urgently need a second surgery on my shoulder 🩼. My 4-year-old daughter Lama had metal plates inserted in her hand and now desperately needs food and care 🥺🍲, but we can't even afford basic necessities.
Please... even a €5 donation could save us 🙏. If you can't donate, please just share my story 🔁 — every share can reach a kind heart ❤️.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you.
@hopeformusab – Every share makes a difference ✨
https://gofund.me/2e8603b5
Help Mosab Ahmed by donating to their GoFundMe, they need a shoulder surgery, and their daughter Lama needs food and care
Asking for help is not an easy thing. I am Salwa from Gaza. We live a very difficult life. We have been displaced more than five times. Our house was demolished and some family members were killed. We have been living in tents for a year in the cold and extreme heat. We get food and drink with great difficulty. I hope you can help me and my family by donating even a small amount of $20 or $25 so that we can stay alive. I hope you can help me leave Gaza and escape this hell.
Hi there 🌱
I hope you are doing well. My name is Naser, and I’m from Gaza. I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable, but I wanted to share a piece of my story — because right now, it’s the only way I know to try and survive.
This war has changed everything. I lost my mother and my sister. Our home is gone. What used to be a normal life — school, family meals, laughter — has been replaced by fear, rubble, and silence.
Now, I’m displaced with my three younger brothers. I’ve become their protector, their parent, their hope. We sleep side by side and I try to make them feel safe, even when I’m scared too.
We are trying to raise funds to rebuild our lives — to find a safe place, to go back to school, to have something to believe in again. I dream of going to university. My brothers have their own dreams too — of being a doctor, an engineer, just being kids again.
If you’re able to support us by donating 💌 or even just sharing our campaign 🔁, it would truly mean the world. Every small act of kindness brings us a little closer to hope.
Visit my post
Thank you for taking the time to read this 🙏
And if you'd rather not receive messages like this, please just let me know and I won’t reach out again.
