once i had a dream that i killed every person who had ever lived and who ever would live. then i got transported to a flat plain made entirely of water that i could walk on. i met god, and they said āyou killed everyone. now what?ā and then i woke up and had to stare at the wall for a while
In a place where children no longer know what safety feels like, a mother is trying to keep her children alive despite everything š
I donāt know how I am still holding on...
My name is Najah, and I am a mother of six children, including newborn twins š¶š¶ who need urgent care every single moment.
We are living through extremely difficult days filled with fear, hunger, and the lack of basic necessities š„ŗš
Sometimes my children go to sleep without enough food, and I stand helpless before their tears because I cannot provide milk, diapers, or medicine for them.
My newborn twins are still so fragile, and their tiny bodies need constant nutrition and care š¼š
But our situation has become far beyond my ability to handle, while my other children face hunger, cold, and fear every day.
For many days, we have not received any donations or help, and our situation keeps getting worse with every passing hour.
I try to stay strong for my children, but my heart breaks every night when I see them suffering and I have nothing to protect them with.
Every second now is precious ā³
Every act of kindness could be the reason my children survive š
I am not asking for the impossible ā only for a chance for my children to live safely, stay together, and have hope for another tomorrow.
Please, from the bottom of my heart, do not ignore our suffering š
Any small donation could help me buy milk, diapers, food, and medicine for my children.
I am Najah, living with my twin children in a tent. As the tanks approached the area where we are staying, my fear was no longer for myself, but for my two little children who need safety more than anything else. All I hope for is that this danger passes peacefully and that I can protect them from being displaced once again.
Please donate $25, $50, $100, or any amount you can give š¤²
Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a real difference in my childrenās lives.
And if you cannot donate, please share our story everywhere you can š¢
Your compassion may reach someone who can save my children before it is too late.
I beg you ā stop here, donate, share, and choose kindness before this silence becomes another tragedy for my family.
Thank you to everyone who listened to our pain šø
Your kindness today could give my children another chance at life and safety.
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atla just so happened to write one of the most insane and complex brother sister relationships in all of television, and yet for some reason everyone focused on zuko and azula instead, even though they are basically just normal siblings, and as such not even that interesting ..
katara and sokka are what happens when you are your brotherās mother and your brother also tries to be your father. you love them, you hate them, youāre half of them, you canāt stand them, you look after them, they keep you safe.
azula and zuko are both just gifted kid burnouts with a dad that only loves the winner.
#yeah when they're not trying to kill each other azula and Zuko are p normal. #katara and sokka on the other hand spent the majority of their childhood trying to raise each other #and were also the ONLY kids in their age group that they ever interacted with. #they are so. they're so. #''i don't remember what my mom looks like I just picture katara'' WHEN HE HAS HIS MOTHER'S FACE. kills me. (@professorsparklepants)
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