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@khalilgaza67
After two years of the genocide in Gaza ,
after losing my sister, her family, and my home ...
I’ve lost the ability to feel anything.
I’m no longer the person I was before this war began.
Now, I’m facing other battles ... the kind that aren’t shown on the news,
and that no one but me can feel.
Help me by donate or share my fundriser 🙏
Hello kind souls around the world,
After two years of the genocide in Gaza ,
after losing my sister, her family, and my home ...
I’ve lost the ability to feel anything.
I’m no longer the person I was before this war began.
Now, I’m facing other battles ... the kind that aren’t shown on the news,
and that no one but me can feel.
Help me by donate or share my fundriser 🙏
Hello kind souls around the world,
Honest question:
If you had 2 seconds to save a child's life — would you do it?
Sharing this post takes 2 seconds. 🔁
A Gaza family lost everything. Same destruction you see in Venezuela photos. But man-made. And 500 days long.
My home 👇 My children are counting on strangers like you.
Please share RIGHT NOW
After two years of the genocide in Gaza ,
after losing my sister, her family, and my home ...
I’ve lost the ability to feel anything.
I’m no longer the person I was before this war began.
Now, I’m facing other battles ... the kind that aren’t shown on the news,
and that no one but me can feel.
Help me by donate or share my fundriser 🙏
Hello kind souls around the world,
This is the most important post you'll see today.
Not because of me. Because of what it represents.
Venezuela is suffering from nature. Gaza is suffering from humans.
Both are tragedies. Both deserve YOUR voice.
My destroyed home 👇 My family. My children. My reality.
⚠️ SHARE THIS ⚠️
Don't let us disappear from your feed. Don't let us disappear from the world.
Hello kind souls around the world, My name is Khalil Abubaker, an… Khalil Abubaker needs your support for Help My Family in Gaza Get F
What's happening in Venezuela right now is just horrible 😢 200 lives lost in seconds. Families destroyed overnight. My heart is breaking for them.
But can I tell you something? Where I come from, this is not one day of tragedy. I'm from Gaza. And what happened in Venezuela in minutes… has been happening to us for 500 days. 73,000+ lives lost. Not from nature. From bombs.
I'm not asking you to fix the world. I'm just asking you to help one family. My family. If your heart moved for Venezuela today, please let it move for us too. Even $5 means my children eat today. 👉
Hello kind souls around the world, My name is Khalil Abubaker, an… Khalil Abubaker needs your support for Help My Family in Gaza Get F
Pray for Venezuela people ... Venezuela earthquake
🙏
If the Venezuela earthquake broke your heart today 💔
Imagine that feeling for 500 days straight.
That's Gaza. That's MY life. That's MY family.
We lost everything. We have nowhere to go.
I'm begging you — not for me, for my children:
👉
Hello kind souls around the world, My name is Khalil Abubaker, an… Khalil Abubaker needs your support for Help My Family in Gaza Get F
Even $5 = food for a day Even a SHARE = hope for tomorrow
Please don't scroll past us. 🙏❤️
The world donated millions for earthquake victims in hours.
Hello kind souls around the world, My name is Khalil Abubaker, an… Khalil Abubaker needs your support for Help My Family in Gaza Get F
Gaza has been waiting for over a year.
I am a real person. This is my real family. This is our real destroyed home.
✅ I'm not a bot ✅ I'm not a fake page ✅ I'm a human being asking for help
My American friend set up a verified donation campaign for my family.
👉 Read our story in the pinned post. Donate what you can. Share if you can't.
Every single action helps us survive another day. 🙏
The Venezuela earthquake just hit 7.5 magnitude. The images are heartbreaking 💔
In Gaza, every single day looks like this — except it's not an earthquake. It's airstrikes. It's deliberate.
We've lost our homes. Our families. Our streets.
If you're donating or sharing for Venezuela, please remember Gaza too. We are still here. 🙏
Hello kind souls around the world, My name is Khalil Abubaker, an… Khalil Abubaker needs your support for Help My Family in Gaza Get F
I am carrying more than one life on my shoulders
I am writing this from Gaza while my family is still trying to survive day by day.
I lost my programming job because the internet and electricity were cut for months. I lost my small rabbit farm, which was my second source of income. My father lost his job after the school he worked in was destroyed.
Now I am responsible for rent, food, medicine, my sister’s university costs, and my little niece — the only survivor from her family.
Please don’t scroll past us like we are just another post.
Even $5 can help with one part of this burden. If you cannot donate, please reblog.
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To everyone heartbroken over Venezuela's earthquake ❤️
I feel you. Disaster is disaster. Pain is pain.
But I'm from Gaza ...where the disaster never stops. No earthquake. Just war. Every. Single. Day.
If your heart broke for Venezuela, please let it break for Gaza too. We need you. 🙏
I am carrying more than one life on my shoulders
I am writing this from Gaza while my family is still trying to survive day by day.
I lost my programming job because the internet and electricity were cut for months. I lost my small rabbit farm, which was my second source of income. My father lost his job after the school he worked in was destroyed.
Now I am responsible for rent, food, medicine, my sister’s university costs, and my little niece — the only survivor from her family.
Please don’t scroll past us like we are just another post.
Even $5 can help with one part of this burden. If you cannot donate, please reblog.
✅ Vetted #1528 on The Butterfly Effect Project ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by nabulsi — sheet line #187 ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by RadioWatermelon ➡️ Link
Rent does not wait for war to end
Every month, rent comes like another bomb over my head.
We are already struggling with food, water, medicine, and the impossible prices in Gaza. But rent still has to be paid, even when there is no stable work, no safety, and no normal life.
I lost my job. My father lost his job. Our income collapsed.
Please help us cover even part of this month’s rent. Any donation, even small, can keep my family from falling deeper.
If you cannot donate, reblog. Silence helps no one.
My niece survived, but her family did not
There is a little girl in my care now.
She is my sister’s daughter, and she is the only survivor from her family.
How do I explain to a child that the world saw Gaza, saw our pain, saw children lose everyone — and still kept scrolling?
She needs food, clothes, safety, care, and a future that is not only trauma.
Please help me care for her. Donate what you can, or reblog this so her story reaches someone who can.
The world mourns Venezuela's earthquake — 32 lives lost, hundreds injured, homes destroyed in seconds.
In Gaza, we've lived this for over a year. Not from nature, but from bombs. Thousands killed. Entire neighborhoods erased.
Both are tragedies. Both deserve your tears. Both deserve your voice. 🙏
I am carrying more than one life on my shoulders
I am writing this from Gaza while my family is still trying to survive day by day.
I lost my programming job because the internet and electricity were cut for months. I lost my small rabbit farm, which was my second source of income. My father lost his job after the school he worked in was destroyed.
Now I am responsible for rent, food, medicine, my sister’s university costs, and my little niece — the only survivor from her family.
Please don’t scroll past us like we are just another post.
Even $5 can help with one part of this burden. If you cannot donate, please reblog.
✅ Vetted #1528 on The Butterfly Effect Project ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by nabulsi — sheet line #187 ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by RadioWatermelon ➡️ Link
Rent does not wait for war to end
Every month, rent comes like another bomb over my head.
We are already struggling with food, water, medicine, and the impossible prices in Gaza. But rent still has to be paid, even when there is no stable work, no safety, and no normal life.
I lost my job. My father lost his job. Our income collapsed.
Please help us cover even part of this month’s rent. Any donation, even small, can keep my family from falling deeper.
If you cannot donate, reblog. Silence helps no one.
My niece survived, but her family did not
There is a little girl in my care now.
She is my sister’s daughter, and she is the only survivor from her family.
How do I explain to a child that the world saw Gaza, saw our pain, saw children lose everyone — and still kept scrolling?
She needs food, clothes, safety, care, and a future that is not only trauma.
Please help me care for her. Donate what you can, or reblog this so her story reaches someone who can.
Help me rebuild, not just survive
I don’t want my family to remain trapped in emergency forever.
I want to pay rent. I want to feed them. I want to care for my niece. I want my sister to continue university. I want to buy a laptop and return to programming.
I want to rebuild a life after losing my job, my farm, my father’s income, and the safety we once had.
Please help me carry this.
Donate if you can. Reblog if you cannot. Do not let this post die.
We are vetted, we are real, and we are still here asking for a chance to live.
I am carrying more than one life on my shoulders
I am writing this from Gaza while my family is still trying to survive day by day.
I lost my programming job because the internet and electricity were cut for months. I lost my small rabbit farm, which was my second source of income. My father lost his job after the school he worked in was destroyed.
Now I am responsible for rent, food, medicine, my sister’s university costs, and my little niece — the only survivor from her family.
Please don’t scroll past us like we are just another post.
Even $5 can help with one part of this burden. If you cannot donate, please reblog.
✅ Vetted #1528 on The Butterfly Effect Project ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by nabulsi — sheet line #187 ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by RadioWatermelon ➡️ Link
Rent does not wait for war to end
Every month, rent comes like another bomb over my head.
We are already struggling with food, water, medicine, and the impossible prices in Gaza. But rent still has to be paid, even when there is no stable work, no safety, and no normal life.
I lost my job. My father lost his job. Our income collapsed.
Please help us cover even part of this month’s rent. Any donation, even small, can keep my family from falling deeper.
If you cannot donate, reblog. Silence helps no one.
My niece survived, but her family did not
There is a little girl in my care now.
She is my sister’s daughter, and she is the only survivor from her family.
How do I explain to a child that the world saw Gaza, saw our pain, saw children lose everyone — and still kept scrolling?
She needs food, clothes, safety, care, and a future that is not only trauma.
Please help me care for her. Donate what you can, or reblog this so her story reaches someone who can.
I am carrying more than one life on my shoulders
I am writing this from Gaza while my family is still trying to survive day by day.
I lost my programming job because the internet and electricity were cut for months. I lost my small rabbit farm, which was my second source of income. My father lost his job after the school he worked in was destroyed.
Now I am responsible for rent, food, medicine, my sister’s university costs, and my little niece — the only survivor from her family.
Please don’t scroll past us like we are just another post.
Even $5 can help with one part of this burden. If you cannot donate, please reblog.
✅ Vetted #1528 on The Butterfly Effect Project ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by nabulsi — sheet line #187 ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by RadioWatermelon ➡️ Link
I need a laptop to work again
I don’t want to keep begging forever.
I want to return to programming. I want to work, earn, and support my family with my own hands again.
But after losing my job during the months without internet and electricity, I now need a laptop to restart. Without it, I remain trapped in the same circle: no tools, no work, no income.
Please help me buy a laptop, or even contribute to part of it.
This is not only a device. It is a way back to dignity.
Donate if you can. Reblog if you cannot.
Hello kind souls around the world,
I am carrying more than one life on my shoulders
I am writing this from Gaza while my family is still trying to survive day by day.
I lost my programming job because the internet and electricity were cut for months. I lost my small rabbit farm, which was my second source of income. My father lost his job after the school he worked in was destroyed.
Now I am responsible for rent, food, medicine, my sister’s university costs, and my little niece — the only survivor from her family.
Please don’t scroll past us like we are just another post.
Even $5 can help with one part of this burden. If you cannot donate, please reblog.
✅ Vetted #1528 on The Butterfly Effect Project ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by nabulsi — sheet line #187 ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by RadioWatermelon ➡️ Link
Rent does not wait for war to end
Every month, rent comes like another bomb over my head.
We are already struggling with food, water, medicine, and the impossible prices in Gaza. But rent still has to be paid, even when there is no stable work, no safety, and no normal life.
I lost my job. My father lost his job. Our income collapsed.
Please help us cover even part of this month’s rent. Any donation, even small, can keep my family from falling deeper.
If you cannot donate, reblog. Silence helps no one.
I am carrying more than one life on my shoulders
I am writing this from Gaza while my family is still trying to survive day by day.
I lost my programming job because the internet and electricity were cut for months. I lost my small rabbit farm, which was my second source of income. My father lost his job after the school he worked in was destroyed.
Now I am responsible for rent, food, medicine, my sister’s university costs, and my little niece — the only survivor from her family.
Please don’t scroll past us like we are just another post.
Even $5 can help with one part of this burden. If you cannot donate, please reblog.
✅ Vetted #1528 on The Butterfly Effect Project ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by nabulsi — sheet line #187 ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by RadioWatermelon ➡️ Link
Rent does not wait for war to end
Every month, rent comes like another bomb over my head.
We are already struggling with food, water, medicine, and the impossible prices in Gaza. But rent still has to be paid, even when there is no stable work, no safety, and no normal life.
I lost my job. My father lost his job. Our income collapsed.
Please help us cover even part of this month’s rent. Any donation, even small, can keep my family from falling deeper.
If you cannot donate, reblog. Silence helps no one.
Hello kind souls around the world,
I am carrying more than one life on my shoulders
I am writing this from Gaza while my family is still trying to survive day by day.
I lost my programming job because the internet and electricity were cut for months. I lost my small rabbit farm, which was my second source of income. My father lost his job after the school he worked in was destroyed.
Now I am responsible for rent, food, medicine, my sister’s university costs, and my little niece — the only survivor from her family.
Please don’t scroll past us like we are just another post.
Even $5 can help with one part of this burden. If you cannot donate, please reblog.
✅ Vetted #1528 on The Butterfly Effect Project ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by nabulsi — sheet line #187 ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by RadioWatermelon ➡️ Link
After two years of the genocide in Gaza ,
after losing my sister, her family, and my home ...
I’ve lost the ability to feel anything.
I’m no longer the person I was before this war began.
Now, I’m facing other battles ... the kind that aren’t shown on the news,
and that no one but me can feel.
Help me by donate or share my fundriser 🙏
Hello kind souls around the world,
I am carrying more than one life on my shoulders
I am writing this from Gaza while my family is still trying to survive day by day.
I lost my programming job because the internet and electricity were cut for months. I lost my small rabbit farm, which was my second source of income. My father lost his job after the school he worked in was destroyed.
Now I am responsible for rent, food, medicine, my sister’s university costs, and my little niece — the only survivor from her family.
Please don’t scroll past us like we are just another post.
Even $5 can help with one part of this burden. If you cannot donate, please reblog.
✅ Vetted #1528 on The Butterfly Effect Project ➡️ Link ✅ Vetted by nabulsi — sheet line #187 ➡️ Link ✅ Vetted by RadioWatermelon ➡️ Link
Rent does not wait for war to end
Every month, rent comes like another bomb over my head.
We are already struggling with food, water, medicine, and the impossible prices in Gaza. But rent still has to be paid, even when there is no stable work, no safety, and no normal life.
I lost my job. My father lost his job. Our income collapsed.
Please help us cover even part of this month’s rent. Any donation, even small, can keep my family from falling deeper.
If you cannot donate, reblog. Silence helps no one.
Hello kind souls around the world,
My rabbit farm was not just a farm
Before the war, I had a small rabbit farm.
It was simple, but it was mine. It was a second source of income, a backup plan, and a small dream I built with patience.
Then the war took it too.
I lost my programming work, then I lost the farm, and now I am trying to support a family with almost nothing left.
Please don’t underestimate a small donation. It may help us buy food, pay rent, or move one step closer to rebuilding.
Reblog this if you cannot donate.
✅ Vetted #1528 on The Butterfly Effect Project ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by nabulsi — sheet line #187 ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by RadioWatermelon ➡️ Link
My niece survived, but her family did not
There is a little girl in my care now.
She is my sister’s daughter, and she is the only survivor from her family.
How do I explain to a child that the world saw Gaza, saw our pain, saw children lose everyone — and still kept scrolling?
She needs food, clothes, safety, care, and a future that is not only trauma.
Please help me care for her. Donate what you can, or reblog this so her story reaches someone who can.
My sister’s university was bombed
My sister is still in university, but even her education was not spared.
Her university building was bombed. Her studies were interrupted, and now continuing her education needs money we do not have.
War is trying to steal her future too.
I am responsible for helping her continue, while also trying to pay rent, feed my family, care for my niece, and rebuild my own work.
Please contribute to any part of these needs. Nothing is too small.
Donate or reblog. Please do not let her future disappear quietly.
After two years of the genocide in Gaza ,
after losing my sister, her family, and my home ...
I’ve lost the ability to feel anything.
I’m no longer the person I was before this war began.
Now, I’m facing other battles ... the kind that aren’t shown on the news,
and that no one but me can feel.
Help me by donate or share my fundriser 🙏
Hello kind souls around the world,
I am carrying more than one life on my shoulders
I am writing this from Gaza while my family is still trying to survive day by day.
I lost my programming job because the internet and electricity were cut for months. I lost my small rabbit farm, which was my second source of income. My father lost his job after the school he worked in was destroyed.
Now I am responsible for rent, food, medicine, my sister’s university costs, and my little niece — the only survivor from her family.
Please don’t scroll past us like we are just another post.
Even $5 can help with one part of this burden. If you cannot donate, please reblog.
✅ Vetted #1528 on The Butterfly Effect Project ➡️ Link ✅ Vetted by nabulsi — sheet line #187 ➡️ Link ✅ Vetted by RadioWatermelon ➡️ Link
Rent does not wait for war to end
Every month, rent comes like another bomb over my head.
We are already struggling with food, water, medicine, and the impossible prices in Gaza. But rent still has to be paid, even when there is no stable work, no safety, and no normal life.
I lost my job. My father lost his job. Our income collapsed.
Please help us cover even part of this month’s rent. Any donation, even small, can keep my family from falling deeper.
If you cannot donate, reblog. Silence helps no one.
Hello kind souls around the world,
My rabbit farm was not just a farm
Before the war, I had a small rabbit farm.
It was simple, but it was mine. It was a second source of income, a backup plan, and a small dream I built with patience.
Then the war took it too.
I lost my programming work, then I lost the farm, and now I am trying to support a family with almost nothing left.
Please don’t underestimate a small donation. It may help us buy food, pay rent, or move one step closer to rebuilding.
Reblog this if you cannot donate.
✅ Vetted #1528 on The Butterfly Effect Project ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by nabulsi — sheet line #187 ➡️ Link
✅ Vetted by RadioWatermelon ➡️ Link
My niece survived, but her family did not
There is a little girl in my care now.
She is my sister’s daughter, and she is the only survivor from her family.
How do I explain to a child that the world saw Gaza, saw our pain, saw children lose everyone — and still kept scrolling?
She needs food, clothes, safety, care, and a future that is not only trauma.
Please help me care for her. Donate what you can, or reblog this so her story reaches someone who can.