My child has contracted chickenpox and urgently needs medication to relieve the itching, as well as cleaning supplies to prevent infection. I need your donation so I can provide him with the medication, as he also needs his asthma medication regularly, which I cannot afford.Your donation, even if it's just $20 or more or less, will save my child. Please remember, my child is innocent of what's happening in the world. Please save him.
🖤 MY NAME IS AMMAR 👨🦱 I AM 35 YEARS OLD. I don’t even know how to begin because everything I am living now feels heavier than any words I could write 💔 My life changed completely after I suffered a plate implant injury 🦴 caused by an old accident. Since that day, pain has become my daily companion, movement has become limited, and I lost the ability to work and provide for my family as I used to. Every single day now is a struggle just to survive 😔
I am married 👩❤️👨 and I have a family of 8 members 👨👩👧👦 we have 6 children 👶🧒👧 each one of them is innocent, full of dreams, energy, and needs… but today, even the most basic human needs have become something we cannot provide. Food, safety, shelter, and stability are all things we are missing now 💔
We have lost our house completely 🏚️💔 not partially damaged, not temporarily gone… but completely gone. No home to return to, no safe place to sleep, no walls to protect us from cold or fear. We are now displaced, moving from place to place, trying to survive each day as it comes 😢 and every night we don’t know where we will sleep or what will happen tomorrow.
A home is not just a building… it is where children feel safe, where a family gathers, where memories are made, where life feels stable. But now we have none of that left.
My youngest child is Saeed 👶 he is only 9 months old, a tiny baby who knows nothing about this world except hunger, crying, and cold nights 🍼💔 he needs milk every single day 🍼 he needs diapers 👶 he needs warm clothes 👕 but we cannot afford any of these basic things anymore. His clothes are old, torn, and not suitable, yet we still try to use them because we have nothing else 😔
Sometimes he cries for hours, and I stand there helpless, unable to do anything except feel pain as a father. That feeling destroys me inside 💔
All my children are suffering silently. Hunger has become part of their daily life. Fear has become normal. And childhood… the most beautiful stage of life… is slowly disappearing from them 😢 they no longer think about playing or learning like other children, they think about food, shelter, and survival.
There are nights where we all sit in silence… no one speaks… not because we are fine, but because there is nothing left to say. Everyone is exhausted, emotionally and physically, trying to hold on to hope that feels smaller every day 💔
We are not asking for luxury 🕊️ we are not asking for comfort or extra help. We are only asking for survival, for the basic things that allow a human being to live with dignity:
🍞 food to stop the hunger that never ends
🍼 milk for baby Saeed so he can grow healthy
👶 diapers and clothing for the children
🏚️ a safe place after losing our home completely
💔 a chance to rebuild even a small piece of stability in our lives
I am writing this because silence is no longer possible. Every day is a battle for survival, every night is uncertainty, and every morning starts with fear of what the day will bring 😔
If you can help even with a very small amount 🤲 or if you can share our story 📢 you might be the reason a family survives this hardship. You might be the reason a baby sleeps without hunger 🍼 or a child feels safe again 🕊️ or a broken family gets the chance to rebuild their life 💔
Thank you to everyone who read this until the end ❤️ and thank you to every heart that did not ignore our pain 🙏
🖤 MY NAME IS AMMAR 👨🦱 I AM 35 YEARS OLD. I don’t even know how to begin because everything I am living now feels heavier than any words I c
I would like to share an important update with everyone who has supported me and stood by my side 🤍
Unfortunately, my previous fundraising campaign has been canceled, and all the support and progress it had are now gone. This means I have to start again from the beginning during one of the most difficult periods of my life 💔
Since the war, everything has changed. My father was martyred, and I became responsible for helping my mother and younger siblings while trying to survive the hardships of displacement and loss.
I have been married for three years to the woman I love dearly. Our biggest dream is to become parents 👶🏻🤍 But after many medical consultations, we learned that we need IVF treatment, a procedure that is far beyond what I can afford under these circumstances.
Despite everything, we are still holding on to hope. My wife and I continue to dream of the day we can hold our child in our arms 🌷
Today, I am asking for your support once again. My previous campaign was
Hi, my name is Bee, and I'm helping my friend Mahmoud raise funds for him and his family as they struggle through the genocide in Gaza. His
Please, I need your support, no matter how small, it could make a big difference in my family's life 🙏😭
Some nights, I sit quietly and remember the days when my home was full of laughter, love, and beautiful memories. 🏡❤️ Those moments felt endless, and the people I loved were always by my side. 🤍✨
Life changed in ways I never expected. 💔🥀 Some of the people dearest to my heart are no longer here, but their memories remain with me every single day. 🕯️🕊️ I miss their voices, their smiles, and the warmth they brought into my life. 😔💞
There are moments when I smile while remembering them, and moments when tears fill my eyes because I wish I could see them again. 😢🌹 The pain of missing someone never truly disappears, but love never disappears either. 🤍✨
Even through sadness, I try to hold on to hope. 🌿🤲 I believe that God sees every tear, hears every prayer, and gives strength to hearts that are carrying heavy burdens. ❤️🙏
To everyone who has lost someone they love, you are not alone. 🕊️🤍 The people we miss may be gone from our sight, but they live forever in our hearts, memories, and prayers. 🌸💫
May God bless those who have passed away, fill their graves with light, and reunite us with them in the highest gardens of Paradise. 🤲🕊️🤍
I am raising funds for Yesmin, a 27 year old mother from Gaza and a victim of the ongoing genocide. Here are her own words:
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Hello friends, I am Yasmin from northern Gaza Strip. I am 27 years old, a mother of two children, Sila and Youssef, and I have been married for more than 7 years.
I was studying Journalism and Media at the University College, and I had both a home and a job. But because of the war, I lost my home, my work, and everything I owned.
My family’s house was also destroyed, and now we have nothing left except a worn-out tent whose torn walls cannot protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter.
My husband is injured. He was involved in a traffic accident while trying to get aid, and he is now disabled and unable to work.
My children have suffered from malnutrition due to the lack of food and proper nutrition.
That is why I am only asking for your help and support. I am here trying to save what is left of my children’s lives. They are between life and death.
Please, try to support us and donate whatever you can.
Hello and thank you for visiting our page. My name is Kristina and I am helping raise funds for Alaa, a single mother in Gaza trying to surv
Hello friends,Please, I am asking for your help and support. My fundraiser is moving very slowly, and my daughter Fatoum is very sick. As you can see in the photos, she has developed a bacterial infection caused by insects and the harsh weather conditions.Her condition is getting worse every day.
We are living through the horrors of war in every possible way. Every day there are innocent children and civilians being killed. My daughter is an orphan. She lost her father in the war, and I do not want to lose her too.
Please, if you can, support and help us. I am only trying to provide the most basic necessities of life for my family and get the care my daughter needs.Any donation, no matter how small, can make a real difference.Please don’t ignore our plea. 🥺😭💔
My name is Obaida Jaafar. I am 19 years old, and I am from Gaza.
I never imagined that my life would become like this.
Before the war, we had a home, a normal life, and dreams for the future. Then everything changed. My father was killed, and with him, the sense of safety that held our family together. Our home was destroyed, and in a single moment, everything we had was gone. 🏠💔
Today, my family and I live in a small tent by the sea. ⛺🌊 We are seven people struggling to survive each day with very limited food, clean water, and basic necessities.
I became responsible for my entire family overnight. 👨👩👧👦 Not because I was ready, but because there was no other choice. My younger siblings depend on me for everything, and every day I worry about how I will provide for them.
My sister is trying to continue her university education. 🎓 She has worked so hard for her future, but she may lose that opportunity because we cannot afford her tuition fees.
Some time ago, a kind friend created a fundraising campaign for me. That campaign gave my family hope during one of the darkest periods of our lives. Unfortunately, my friend later faced serious family problems, and his mother forced him to stop helping me. As a result, the campaign was closed, and I lost the only fundraising support my family had.
Since then, I have been struggling on my own.
Without a campaign or support, I honestly do not know how to meet my family's basic needs. There are days when finding enough food for everyone feels impossible. The weight of responsibility is overwhelming, but I keep going because my family has no one else to rely on. 😢💔🥺
For those who would like to support me directly, I have added my PayPal information in my bio.
If you are kind enough to help me create a fundraising campaign, or if you would like to reach out to me, please contact me. Your support could give my family hope again and help us through this incredibly difficult time. 😢🙏💔
📱 WhatsApp: +970593243264
📸 Instagram: @jaafar42007
🎮 Discord: obaidajaafar
Thank you for reading my story. Thank you for your kindness, your prayers, and your support. Every share, every message, and every donation means more to my family than I can express. 🙏🤍
Please try to share our story and speak about our suffering. 🥹💔
Over the past few days, I asked for your help to cover Eid expenses and to buy medication for my parents. Yesterday, we experienced a very nearby airstrike that caused significant damage, including damage to our tent.
We are living with fear every moment. Every minute feels uncertain, and the war has never truly ended. The situation continues to worsen, and I could lose my life at any moment.Please do not forget my family and loved ones. Any support you can provide, even to help us repair the damage, would mean so much to us. We urgently need your help.These are some photos showing the damage and the area that was bombed. Please support and help us in any way you can. We need everything.😭💔
My name is Ayaa from Gaza city, I am a children’s teacher, 24 years old, living with my parents and siblings. We all used to live a peacefu
You can watch a wider video of the area through this link.Click here
Please try to share our story and speak about our suffering. 🥹💔
I used to live with my family in a small home 🏡 filled with warmth, love, and safety 🤍✨ We would gather around a simple table 🍽️, laugh together 😊, dream together 🌸, and feel secure despite everything around us. But suddenly… everything changed 💥😭
The occupation forced us to flee our home many times 🚶♀️⛺ Every time, we held onto hope 🤲 and told ourselves: “We will return soon.” 🕊️ But the last displacement was the hardest… because we never came back 😔💔
Why? What happened❓
Because our home no longer exists… 🏚️ It was destroyed and turned into rubble, piles of sand, and broken memories 🥀🪨
Today, we are not asking for the impossible 🙏
We only want to live in safety 🕊️, to sleep without fear 🌙, and to bring back the smiles 😊 that my family lost because of war and suffering 💔😭
Our little baby “Nouna” 👶🏻🍼 is only 6 months old. She needs milk 🥛, diapers, and clothes 👕 My heart breaks every day because I cannot provide her with the most basic things every child deserves 😢💔 I want to feed her 🍲, dress her 👗, and let her feel warmth and safety like other children 🤍🧸
And “Naboula” 🍫👧 dreams of nothing more than a small piece of chocolate 🍬 Every day I promise her that I will bring her one 🥺, but I cannot… and it hurts me deeply to see disappointment in her little eyes 😭💔
Please… lend us a helping hand 🤲🙏
Help us survive 🌿, help us find safety again 🕊️, and help us bring even a small smile 😊 back to children who have suffered far too much for their young age 💔👶🏻
Any support 🤍, donation 💵, or even sharing our story 📢 could make a huge difference in our lives 🌎✨
Please, don't just share, donate. We haven't received any donations in a long time. We still need your support. Don't ignore us, help us and donate (please 🙏).
Hello, My name is Alaa. I am 33 years old, from northern Gaza 🇵🇸.
I was a simple father whose only dream was to provide my children with a safe and dignified life. I worked every day to give them food, clothes, and a better future. I never asked for much — just a home to protect them and a job to live with dignity.
But the war took everything from us 💔
In the early days, our home was completely destroyed before our eyes. We didn’t just lose walls — we lost our safety, our memories, and everything we owned. I lost my job and our only source of income. Suddenly, I could no longer protect my children from hunger and fear.
Today, I no longer have a place to live with my children. The war has made us suffer deeply. I am living with my father beside his tent, while my wife and children are living far from me with her father in another tent. I appeal to kind-hearted people to help provide us with a tent so we can be reunited again 💔⛺
Fear surrounds us, and sometimes my children go to sleep hungry… while I stand helpless, with nothing but prayers in my heart.
As a father, there is no greater pain than seeing your child ask for food and being unable to provide it. I feel broken every time I look into their small eyes, waiting for something I cannot give.
I never imagined I would have to ask for help. But today, I am reaching out with sincerity and tears in my eyes:
Please, lend us a helping hand 🙏
Any amount — even something small — can help provide a tent, food, medicine, or warm clothes for my children.
Your donation is not just money… it is hope, safety, and a chance to live again.
Today, my children have nothing left but faith that kind hearts still exist 🤲
Please be the reason my family survives. May God bless you and reward your kindness. Your support will be a light in our lives 🤍
Hello, My name is Alaa. I am 33 years old, from northern Gaza 🇵🇸.
Hello, my name is Islam, and I am a mother of three children from Gaza.
Before the war, our life was simple, but it was filled with warmth, safety, and happiness. 🏠 Our home was our safe haven, and my children’s laughter filled every corner of it.
But in a single moment, everything changed...
We lost our home and became homeless. Today, we live in a small tent that cannot protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter. ⛺
My children are still beside me, but fear never leaves their eyes. Every day, I struggle to provide food, clean water, clothes, and even their most basic needs. As a mother, it breaks my heart to see them suffering while feeling helpless.
try to stay strong for my children, but the truth is that I am exhausted. All I want is to give them back even a small part of the safety and dignity they have lost.
🙏 We are in desperate need of help to survive — a decent tent, food, clothing, and basic necessities for my children.
Hello, I'm from Gaza 💔 "I used to live in safety... and today I'm writing to you from among the tents."
Any support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in our lives. And if you are unable to help directly, please share our story. Maybe it will reach someone who can.
I am just a mother trying to protect her children in the middle of unimaginable hardship... and my children are all I have in this world 🤍
Tita is sick and needs monthly treatment, which costs $200. She suffers from hearing loss and vision problems and uses treatment for asthma. I hope for your donation and humanity in helping Tita
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My father is injured and suffering every day because of the war 🩹🤍. He urgently needs medical treatment, and our family is going through very difficult times.
We also have my little brother who needs milk and diapers every day 🍼👶, but it has become very hard to afford even the basic needs because of the high prices.
I also need help to cover my school expenses 📚😭, because I am trying to continue my education despite everything we are going through.
Any small donation can help us buy medicine for my father, milk and diapers for my brother, and support me in continuing my studies 🙏🏻✨.
Please don’t ignore our message. Even sharing our story could help us reach kind people who can support us 🤍🕊️.
🌿 Every small amount makes a difference
🌿 Sharing helps a lot too
🌿 Thank you from the heart to everyone standing with us 🤍
