πI am Mahmoud Ayyad, a Palestinian from the besieged and destroyed Gaza ππ, coming from an extended family of young children, women and elderly people β€β€ who have been sufferingππ for 300 difficult days from an aggressive war.
Our lives are harsh because we lack all the basic necessities of life. Everything has become scarce and unattainable. There is no food, no water, no medicine.
So, I ask you to help me keep my family safe and alive, especially after we had lost all our sources of livelihood.Please do not leave my family to struggle and suffer these difficult days alone. You can support my campaign by donating whatever you can or by sharing my posts to reach others who can help us survive the war to safety and peace. You are helping the lives of many people with your small contribution. Every donation makes a difference in our very difficult lives. But this is a legitimate campaign and has been checked by 90-ghost.
https://gofund.me/31c5cbe3
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Hello everyone, I am reaching you on behalf of @mahmoudayyads who is reaching out, asking for our help. The people of Gaza still need your attention, I hope you haven't forgotten the countless lives lost, I hope you haven't forgotten the fact that the people live in constant fear, surrounded by death. I hope you haven't forgotten that it will take 350 years to rebuild Gaza. I hope you won't ignore the pleas they scream, begging us to help them, save them from death. Or do you choose to ignore them, because its inconvenient?
Imagije watching as your family - children suffer and you feel powerless as you have no income to help them. Imagine fearing for your life every day- waking up to the sound of bombs. Imagine having no food or water, no health care yet disease runs rampant. That's is a reality for many in Gaza. They sleep damp, freezing and scared on the ground each night.
I am reaching you on a family from Gaza, please read her story in her words here.
Yoyr donation goes towards saving the lives of innocent children - your donation will directly help a family in need, your donation will offer hope, and a chance for a better life. You can help a family rebuild their lives, afford the basics and get to saftey, away from the constant airstrikes targeting civilians who have done no wrong.
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"I am Abdel-Majeed⦠writing to you from the heart of hunger and bombardment"
Peace be upon you,
I never imagined Iβd write a plea to the world like thisβ¦
But today, I have no other choice.
My name is Abdel-Majeed.
Iβm a father to a baby girl who hasnβt even turned one πΆ,
and a husband to a patient, broken-hearted wife β
she has nothing left but her tears and prayers.
We are now living under a sky raining fire π₯
and on a land with no food and no water π«π§.
Hunger is eating us alive.
The shelling never stops.
Even the soup kitchens have closed π· β
And the only hope left is in the hearts of the kind and merciful β€οΈ.
I know the world is tired.
I know everyone is struggling.
But I am writing to you from deep pain β
From the heart of a father with nothing left:
No milk πΌ, no bread π, not even a drop of hope.
A bag of flour here costs $600 πΈ.
Can you imagine?
πΈ From One Motherβs Heart β Please Read πΈ
My name is Saja. Iβm a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow β from her first smile to her first steps β surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
War has returned to our home. Again.
And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment β a fragile, breathless moment β when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark β hiding, holding on, praying.
Iβm writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughterβs life.
And even now β especially now β I believe in softness. I believe in kindness.
Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why Iβm Reaching Out
Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
Thatβs why I keep going.
Iβve launched a campaign to ask for help β not because itβs easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help:
π€ Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity
π€ Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources
π€ Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
π If you can, please support our journey here:
My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didnβt have to live t
If you canβt give, please consider sharing.
Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours
Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe youβve never lived through war.
But if youβve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them β then you understand more than you know.
I donβt want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if youβve read this far β thank you.
Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring.
We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like itβs a lifeline.
"I am Nadineβ¦ an ordinary woman in an extraordinary place. A mother, just trying to protect a small life in a world that has lost its meaning." πΈ
Hello, My name is Nadine. I am a Palestinian mother to a little girl who has become the center of my life and the reason for my strength. π We live today in harsh circumstances, unlike anything we knew life to be. Our home is no longer a homeβ¦ we live in displacement, fear, lack of food, absence of medicine, and a lack of safety. π
Yet every morning, I open my eyes to my daughter's face, and I try again. π Because she is here, I must stay strong. πͺ Because she is small, I need to create a safe world for herβ¦ even though my world is broken.
We don't have much, but we hold on to each other. π€
I write these words to share a moment of our reality that you may not see in the news. Iβm not seeking pity, nor do I want to burden anyoneβ¦ All I ask is that my words reach a heart that knows compassion, and understands that help, even in the smallest form, can make a big difference in someone's life like ours. β¨
Life here doesnβt go as it shouldβ¦ but it goes on. We live on hope, the kindness of strangers, words of encouragement, and hands that reach out at the right time. π Maybe you canβt change everything, but you can change one day in our livesβ¦ And one day with dignity is all we need to keep fighting. π«
My name is Nadin Iβm a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on β to hope, to our families, to any piece
Even a kind word, sharing this post, or a sincere prayerβ¦ all of that makes a difference to us. π
Thank youβ¦ from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for being here, for reading, for not turning a blind eye. To everyone who passed by here and left a kind mark: You are part of our strength. π· From me and my little one: All my gratitude and all my prayers. π
The implication that they've never kissed before because it would kill Agatha. Meaning in ep.4, she was about to offer herself for that boy and Rio stopped her
If Lilia was so powerful in the 2 mins her powers were fully restored, she could manipulate gravity on the Witchesβ Road just by flipping and correctly interpreting a Tarot. Can yβall imagine who she mightβve been.
So the hallucinations were linked to what they want from the road right?
Jen wants her powers back - she saw the man who took them
Alice is there to be saved from the curse - she sees her mother saying she canβt save her
Mrs Hart sees her husband dying in front of her (the scene from wandavision), we know heβs dead now - so she wants him back?
Iβm curious about what Liliaβs is about I am desperate to know more backstory for her
But Agatha saw a crib. And then she broke when it was the darkhold not her son. She has said she is on the road for power but what if thatβs not true. What if sheβs on the road for her son.
Or alternatively when she walked the road before the road took her son as a price for the darkhold and itβs reminding her that it canβt give him back but it can give her power?
Liliaβs was to save her coven. She has tried centuries ago but wasnβt able to. But this time she did it. Thatβs what she got out of the road. To finally save her coven
Itβs just occurred to me why she saw Rio while they were in the tunnel. Rio was coming to reap her, thatβs why she saw her in that form. But because Lilia was flitting between times Rio was struggling to pinpoint her and find her at the moment of her death