My name is Suhaib, I'm 29 years old, and I'm from Gaza.
I'm married, and I have a little girl who is all the hope I have left in this life.Before the war, we lived in a simple house, but one filled with love, laughter, and warmth.My wife lovingly furnished our little home, and our daughter's laughter filled the airā¦ But in a single moment, everything collapsed.
On October 7th, the catastrophe began, and the war raged, leaving us with nothing.Our house was reduced to rubble, and our memories turned to dust.We fled, searching for shelter amidst the sounds of shelling and gunfire, carrying our daughter in our arms, our hearts trembling with fear that our lives would end at any moment.We saw death with our own eyes every dayābodies in the streets, children's cries, and the blood of innocents everywhere.
Since that day, our lives have become a daily struggle against hunger, cold, thirst, and fear. Every day I go out into the dangerous agricultural areas to try and secure a little food for my family, even though I know I might not return.But what breaks my heart is my pregnant wife, who grows weaker every day. She needs food and care, and I have nothing to offer her but fear and tears.
My mother, who suffers from liver disease, is in agony day and night, weeping silently from the pain. She needs urgent surgery, and I stand helpless before her, with nothing but prayers.Sometimes I sit in the darkness, cradling my little girl who cries from the cold and hunger, trying to comfort her with empty words, while I myself am terrified of tomorrow, afraid of losing her as I have lost everything else.
People of good willā¦
Please, don't let us die in silence.
Help us to live. Help my mother recover, my wife to keep her baby, and my child to live her childhood.Every helping hand extended to us in these harsh times is a lifeline that saves lives from collapse.
My name is Suhaib, I'm 29 years old, and I'm from Gaza.I'm married, and I have a little girl who is all the hope I have left in this life.Be
š From besieged Gazaā¦ amidst the rubble and tears, we cry out for mercy. š
I am not asking for luxury. I am not asking for comfort.
I am begging for survival.
My name is Suhaib. I am a father who feels helpless every single night as I watch fear in my little daughterās eyes. I am a husband who cannot protect the woman who once filled our home with warmth and laughter.
We had a small, simple house. It was never rich in moneyābut it was rich in love. My wife cared for every corner of it. My daughterās laughter used to echo through the walls. That home is now goneā¦ and with it, the safety we once knew.
Every day, my daughter asks me when life will be normal again.
I have no answer.
I just hold her while she sleeps and pray she doesnāt wake up afraid.
The war did not just take our home.
It took our stability, our work, our security, our future.
All I have left is my family ā and I am terrified of failing them.
Pleaseā¦ if you are reading this, donāt look away.
I am swallowing my pride to write these words. It is not easy for a father to ask for help. But when it comes to your childās safety, pride no longer matters.
Your donation ā no matter how small ā is not just money.
It is food when there is hunger.
It is warmth on a cold night.
It is medicine when there is pain.
It is hope when everything feels lost.
Be the miracle my daughter prays for.
Be the reason my family survives.
Even the smallest kindness can save a life. š¤
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From the heart of Gaza: the story of the steadfastness of a family.
I am Amer, a Palestinian man from Gaza. I live with my wife and four children in indescribable conditions. Despite all this suffering, hope remains in our hearts.
My wife, my children, and I live in a single small tent. We lack the most basic necessities, and our daily lives are full of challenges: power outages, water shortages, and difficulty in securing food and medicine.
The situation in Gaza is tragic, and we face relentless conflict every single day. But I believe that strength lies in unity, and that support, however small, can transform our family's life. I launched this campaign as a plea for hope and an appeal for help to overcome this hardship. All we ask is for the opportunity to live with dignity for my children and my family.
Hello, my name is Amer Ahmed. I am 33 years old. My family and I live in Gaza. Our life was perfect before the war, but fate decreed that wa
If you hear our story, please share it and offer your support, whether through prayer, a kind word, or any other means. Together, we can make Gaza a better place.
Hello, I'm Ahmed, 23 years old. I was studying computer science at the Islamic University in Gaza before the war. I aspired to build a brigh
Hello friends, I'm Ahmed from Gaza. The war is over now, but our pain and suffering haven't. I studied computer science at the Islamic University of Gaza. During the war, I lost everything: my home, my job, my car, and my tablet. I'm now homeless and without shelter. Despite all that, I tried my best to finish my university studies during the war and take my exams under difficult circumstances, under bombardment. Now I'm about to finish. I need your help to complete my studies abroad and cover the travel expenses. Therefore, I need your support and assistance to achieve my dreams and ambitions. If you can't donate, you can share this post and talk about me and my dreams.
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, I am your friend Alaa, who lost her husband in the war. I gave birth to my daughter, Fatoum, without her ever seeing her father.
We are going through a very difficult humanitarian situation.
My campaign is extremely weak, and it is my only source of income for my daughter, Fatoum.
Fatoum is sick because of the cold weather and the lack of proper heating.
We are suffering greatly from all conditions. Our tent is very poor and not suitable for living.Everything here is hard to find. There is no source of income, no money, and my daughter is very ill.
Please help me.ššš
This is a humanitarian case, and no matter how small your donation is, it will help me provide a dignified life for my daughter.
Hello, my name is Nadin. Iām from Gaza. Iām a graphic design graduate, a wifeāand now, a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.
Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husbandās family home, killing 25 membersāhis mother, siblings, nieces and nephewsāentire branches of our family in seconds.
We were displaced twice. Everything was goneāhome, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebrationānot even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadnāt felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.
Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.
Today, Israelās government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forcesānot Israelābut with no clear path to peace or normalcy.
The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.
Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.
We Donāt Know What Comes Next
Thereās no clear path forwardāonly uncertainty for our daughterās life and our ability to survive another day.
My name is Nadin, and Iām a mother from Gaza.
How You Can Help
Iām asking for supportānot for comfort, but for survival:
Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.
Support us as I try to stand again on my own feetāeven a glimmer of stability matters.
If youāve read this far, thank you. If you can giveāthank you. If you canātājust sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.
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