Hello my friends, please help me to restore hope to my family, my children, my father and mother, they need medicine, as for my children, their lives have changed from education and schools to a primitive life where their greatest ambition has become to fill a bucket of water to bathe or to drink, so my friends, please donate to me, save us, do not leave us alone in this genocide
Donate even 10 euros to give us hope and life back.
My name is Ahmed Al-Habil, a father of a family of six, and I lost almost everything in… Ahmed AlHabil needs your support for Help Save Ahme
Vetted by association. @aya2mohammed (#166 on the verified fundraiser list vetted by el-shab-husssein and nabulsi) has stated that Ahmed (@/
Ahmed is vetted by association. He is @/aya2mohammed's brother and @/aya2mohammed's campaign is #166 on @/el-shab-husssein and @/nabulsi's vetted gofundme list
At the time that I am writing this, his families campaign has raised €1,139 of it's €50,000 goal
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🚨We appeal from an environment surrounded by death
The situation is getting worse every day, and my anxiety and fear of losing my family is also increasing
I hope that you will find humanity within you and help me preserve my family and not lose them as I lost everything in the war.
Hello,
My name is Bridget Kushner and I'm managing this fundraiser for Mohammed a… Bridget Pallas needs your support for Help Mohammed & Hi
I am Muhammad from Gaza (I was a software engineer) and my life was beautiful, but unfortunately even this dream of mine could not be achieved and completed because of the unjust war.
If you donate, you can help me achieve it outside Gaza
It is really worth asking you for help and appealing more than once
Imagine that your life would change within a few months, and you would go from a beautiful, spacious, and cold house to a narrow, hot tent. You would think you were in hell because of its heat.
This life here is difficult for anyone, even young people What about the baby’s who were born in war, and there are none of the necessities of life for the child Life here has become like a prison inside hell
But despite all this, we try to make them laugh and give them their rights🤍🫂
This is my campaign and this is my last hope🙏
Hello,
My name is Bridget Kushner and I'm managing this fundraiser for Mohammed a… Bridget Pallas needs your support for Help Mohammed & Hi
My campaign was vetted by my dear friend : ➡️@el-shab-hussein .
Hatem and his small family are trying to survive the blockade and the bombs. This is not an evacuation fundraiser but rather a fund to pay for basic goods such as water, which has quadrupled in price since October, and food, which is being sold at exhorbitant prices.
Help us save their lives
My name is Wael, and I'm reaching out with a plea for help for my… Wael SALEM needs your support for Support Ha
Hatem used to be an accountant at a very successful restaurant in Ghazzah (Italianoo) which has since been bombed and destroyed, and the owners of the restaurant were killed.
It is devastating to see everything you worked so hard for and everyone involved with it vanish in the blink of an eye. It is even harder to struggle to survive after it. Please do not hesitate to help Hatem and his family!..
Hello dears ! I am asking you to support my campaign to help me to reach my goal. I am now in bad need to 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 ensble 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 in need .
Hi everyone,
This Palestinian family from Gaza that I met in Egypt really … Fadi Zakkout needs your support for Help my family
I don't mind going to hell(as long as I know I've held heaven in my hands)
Hadi clutched his cross, closing his eyes shut as he relived what had just happened in his mind.
Two boys were sitting on the bench in front of their school, one of them being Hadi, and the other one being a particular blond. Greg had been rambling about whatever science shtick he was obsessed with at the moment, and Hadi was stuck listening to it. The curly haired teen watched as the latter's mouth formed letters, moving in such a pretty way that had Hadi mesmerized, as uninterested as he was in what Greg was talking about. The long haired boy moved his hands around cutely in sync with his words, it was a habit of his.
"...Hey dude, are you even listening?" Hadi's eyes shifted from Greg's lips to his own baby blues, meeting them.
"Huh?" He said, and there was a moment of silence between them, before Greg burst out laughing and Hadi joined in a second later. Greg's laugh was as adorable as he was, being a mix of his and Cyril's in terms of pitch.
"Why are we laughing?" Hadi asked, his signature grin still plastered on his face.
"Sorry, sorry- its just that the face you were making was all dreamy and stuff, it was weird dude!" Greg continued snickering, and Hadi's smile weakened a little bit.
"Oh-" Hadi's eyes hovered over Greg's lips once more, this time it was curled up into a smile.
He clutched his cross tighter.
Greg scooted closer, laying his head on the curly haired teen's shoulder.
"What're you doing?" The taller teen asked, how nervous he is noticable in his tone.
"What does it look like?" Greg let out a chuckle that could only be deemed charming.
Before Hadi knew, their fingers were interwined, their lips connected. Greg's lips were just as soft as they looked, like cotton. They tasted just as nice, too. When they both pulled back for air, foreheads still touching, Greg whispered 3 words that would change their friendship(for the better, or for the worse) forever.
"I love you."
Hadi looked up at the sky, the brightness of the sun making him squint a little.
I'd do anything for you, for you(it's always for you and never for me)
Isaac sighed, shutting the door behind him. She glanced over at Oscar, who had whirled around and was now staring at the freckled teen.
"So, what were you planning to tell me?" Oscar smiled at the ginger, almost as if he were threatening to make his heart melt. Isaac gulped, running his fingers through his curly red hair.
"Uhm, you were gonna tell me something too right? Maybe you should start first?" He tried to ignore the nervousness that was pretty obvious in his tone, hoping Oscar wouldn't notice.(Although not noticing seemed near impossible, atleast in Isaac's opinion.)
"You sure?" Oscar asked him, his face lighting up so much you would've thought he was sparkling.
"Yeah." Isaac reassured him.
"Well then- you might have to sit down for this." Oscar plopped down onto his bed, patting the spot next to him. Isaac quickly sat next to Oscar, looking for any signs of uneasiness on the chubby boy's face. He found none.
"You know how me and Raj have been... pretty close lately, right?" Oh god. Oh no. Isaac bit his lip, slowly understanding where this was gonna lead, but still staying in denial.
"He kind of, told me he liked me the last time we hung out while you were grounded? So I guess we're like, a thing now. Sorry for not telling you any sooner, I was just waiting for the right opportunity." As Oscar finished, Isaac felt his heartbeat pick up along with him. Oh. It felt as if time had stopped, and Isaac was all alone. He felt jealousy and anger sprouting in the pit of his stomach, slowly making its way up. Isaac felt cruel, being jealous of Raj- who was one of his best friends. But he couldn't help it, could he? He had been in love with Oscar for the longest time, and he was(n't) sure Raj's crush on him didn't date back as far. He felt as if Raj had purposely stole Oscar from them, even though he hadn't told him that he was in love with Oscar.
"Uhm, are you okay?" Isaac must've had a devastated look on his face, so much that it concerned Oscar. The freckled teen's lips parted, ready to reply, but nothing came out of his mouth. He curled his hand into a fist, digging his finger nails into his palm. You should be happy for them, a voice inside her head told him. They're your friends. Isaac hated that it was right. He wanted nothing more than to break down right then and there, even though he had no reason to.
"Isaac?-" A hand placed on his shoulder, pulling the shorter teen away from his thoughts. Her eyes met Oscar's, seeing the worry in them. They wanted nothing more than to dip his hands into the softness of Oscar's hair, to carress and ruffle it till it became messy. Just the thought of it alone made Isaac's cheeks turn a soft shade of pink that was visible from the outside due to his pale complexion.
"You never told me what you were gonna say."
Isaac blinked. "Huh?" He tried not to notice the way Oscar rubbed his shoulder soothingly, as if he knew something was wrong. "Oh- I forgot." Was all he could say.
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