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’m Alaa from Gaza 🍉, 29 years old…
I’m here because I need your help. I once had a job and a home filled with love and warmth, but when the war came, I lost everything and became homeless. I lost the dearest part of my heart — my beloved husband Imad — due to the Israeli airstrikes 😭😭
At the time, I was carrying my baby girl in my womb. I went through the worst conditions and nearly lost her several times due to the situation, until she finally came into this world — my daughter Fatoum — and brought me hope and life again 🥹
But now, I fear losing her again due to the famine and suffering that is tearing through the hearts of our children. Please, I am helpless and all I want is to keep my daughter healthy.
She is just 16 months old 😭😭🙏
I’m only asking for help to provide her with diapers and milk. The price of one can of baby formula is $50 and it's barely available — extremely rare.
So please, no matter how small your donation is, it will help me keep my baby alive 🙏
I am a single mother facing all of life’s hardships alone — famine, lack of milk, diapers, and basic needs beyond just food and water 😭😭
Don’t turn away — try to help me. I don’t want anything but to save my baby 😭😭
Even a small donation will bring hope to my daughter’s heart. Be human 🙏
The currency has collapsed, and the entire commercial exchange is on the verge of collapse. The paper value of every $100 is only $60, and the purchasing power of every $60 does not exceed $10. Simply put, $60 is not enough to buy one kilogram of sugar or one kilogram of flour! This means that work is worthless and money has no meaning. If you need $100 a day to secure a single meal of lentil falafel, fava beans, and a cup of tea... everyone is hungry. Those with good morals, principles, and values are the most miserable and hungry. We are going through the most difficult times. We are only talking about one thing, so what about the cost of medicine, treatment, transportation, and many other things? Some people think this is exaggerated, but unfortunately, this is the reality. In order for us to survive and be patient, even if only for a short period, we are in dire need of your help and donations. With your donation, I may be able to provide a meal or medicine.
Hi, my name is Dipa and I'm raising money for Nabila . Please take some time to read her story below and donate so that she can travel to re
Help support Dipanwita Roy by donating or sharing with your friends.
The currency has collapsed, and the entire commercial exchange is on the verge of collapse. The paper value of every $100 is only $60, and the purchasing power of every $60 does not exceed $10. Simply put, $60 is not enough to buy one kilogram of sugar or one kilogram of flour! This means that work is worthless and money has no meaning. If you need $100 a day to secure a single meal of lentil falafel, fava beans, and a cup of tea... everyone is hungry. Those with good morals, principles, and values are the most miserable and hungry. We are going through the most difficult times. We are only talking about one thing, so what about the cost of medicine, treatment, transportation, and many other things? Some people think this is exaggerated, but unfortunately, this is the reality. In order for us to survive and be patient, even if only for a short period, we are in dire need of your help and donations. With your donation, I may be able to provide a meal or medicine.
Hi, my name is Dipa and I'm raising money for Nabila . Please take some time to read her story below and donate so that she can travel to re
Help support Dipanwita Roy by donating or sharing with your friends.
I raised 25,130 euros... Yes, this number never leaves my mind, because it was my whole hope, my whole heart, my whole strength, but I lost all my money 💔
My dream was to rescue my father from danger, from death, from the jaws of illness, but the dream was suddenly shattered... 😭
The campaign ended, everything disappeared, the money was lost, the effort was lost, the hope was lost... and I watched my own slow collapse 😭
I'm not living... 😔
I'm just breathing, between shock and disappointment
I had a simple dream: to get my father out of hell, to see him breathe outside the rubble, to treat him... 🥺
I saved money with difficulty. Every euro weighed heavily on me, as if I were cutting it from my own flesh... But I lost everything
I lost the money... and after that, I lost all sense of security 💔
But life wasn't enough. It was as if it was telling me: There's still more we can lose from you.💔
My wife... 😭😭
The woman we've only been married to for a few months... The one who used to put my hand on her belly and say, "Here's our baby," Turned up in front of me into a writhing body, her face pale, her eyes filled with fear, 💔 Every night she screams in pain... and I have nothing for her 😭💔
There's a 7-centimeter cyst on the ovary... 😔That's what the doctor said, without batting an eyelid. 💔 "Dangerous to the mother and the fetus... She might bleed... She might lose the ability to have children forever... You might lose the baby... And you might lose her." 💔😭😭
My wife... 🥺
My wife, who is four months pregnant, used to say to me, "God willing, we will live to see him through," 🥺💔 She started groaning in pain... unbearable cramps... pain that tears her apart every day 😭
My wife is bleeding from pain... 💔 I don't know if I'll ever hear my baby's voice... And I can't afford medicine, I can't afford surgery, I can't even afford my daily bread 😔
I used to have hope... and today I have nothing. 💔 I used to have money... and today I have nothing but tears. 😓 I used to have a simple dream... to save those I loved... 😭But I see them slipping away before my eyes, one by one. 💔
Every night, I sit next to her, place my hand on her stomach, and cry silently... I'm afraid of losing her, of losing my son, of waking up one day to find no one. I'm afraid of opening my eyes to an empty tent... no wife, no child, no father, no voice... only the silence of a graveyard where no crying is allowed. 💔😭
Will I lose my father?
Or my wife?
Or my son?
Or myself?
Or all of them at once?
No one feels me. 😭💔 No one sees the night I sleep, placing my hand on her belly to reassure myself that the baby is still there. 💔 No one hears her voice as she cries in pain, while I tell her, “Be patient,” while my insides collapse. 😭
Now, will I lose my father? 😭💔 I need you. Look at my wife. Look, she needs medicine every day, and my father suffers from many diseases. 😭
Hi, I'm raising funds for my friend Omar and his family in Gaza to help them survive and with medical bills. This is his story as told by hi
My friend, look at my wife's condition. Look at our tragic life. 💔😭
My family's future has been completely destroyed, and I can no longer live in Gaza. I want to leave the Strip and treat my son and parents abroad, so I need $5,000 per person.
I hope you donate even $20, it will save my son's life ❤️🙏
Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hope, with my parents working tirelessly to provide us with a life of dignity and opportunity. My father was our steadfast provider, and my mother was the heart of our home. I have two brothers and three sisters, the youngest of whom is just six months old. She is frail and often sick due to the lack of proper food and medicine. My siblings and I have shared dreams of education, careers and a bright future. But life in Gaza is marked by hardship, and when the war began, everything we had built was shattered. My older brother, a kind and a courageous soul, was martyred while trying to secure basic necessities for our survival, my younger sister was gravely injured, and the cost of her treatment weighs more than the universe to us, now the responsibility for my family has fallen on my shoulders.
Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hop
Our home, once filled with warmth, laughter and memories, has been reduced to rubble. We have been displaced more than thirty times from place to a place with nothing but the clothes on our backs. Each time we returned, we found more destruction, we always clung to the hope of rebuilding, but in the last attack, our home was completely destroyed, we are now homeless, living in unsafe conditions with no shelter to protect us from the cold nights. The loss of our home is not just the loss of a building, it’s the loss of safety, stability, and the place where our dreams were nurtured.
With my father unemployed since the beginning of the war, we have no income to provide even the most basic necessities. Water, food, medicine, warm clothes and blankets-things that many take for granted-are beyond our reach. Every day is a battle for survival, and every night is a reminder of the dangers and struggles we face. I am determined to care for family and give my younger brothers and sisters a chance to grow up with hope. But I cannot do it alone.
I am reaching out to you with a plea for compassion and action. Your support can help us rebuild our lives, restore hope, and secure a future where my family can live in peace and safety. Every donation, no matter how small brings us closer to survival and dignity. Please for the sake of god and humanity, help us in this time of desperate need.
I hope this letter finds you well. I am writing to you with hearts full of hope and hope for your generous support. Due to the difficult circumstances and war we are going through, staying in our homeland has become impossible and dangerous for our lives.
We have lost our homes and loved ones, and we face constant threats to our daily lives. My family and I are in dire need of escaping this war and we are asking for your help in securing travel and asylum to a safe country where we can rebuild our lives.
The cost of travel per person is estimated at approximately $7,000. Any financial support you can provide will go a long way in saving our lives and providing a secure future for our children. You can donate via [fundraising link], or by contacting me directly for more details on how you can help.
We are very grateful for any support you can give us, whether it is financial or by sharing our story with friends and family. From the bottom of our hearts, we thank you for all your support and well wishes.
With sincere thanks and appreciation,.
Asoom
Go to paypal.me/AsmaaAbed80 and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.
Nour (@noor509) is raising funds so he can provide basic needs for his two children, one of whom was born in the middle of this genocidal war! Imagine trying to raise and feed a baby in a genocide, in the midst of constant bombings and with no aid being allowed in! Israel has killed at least 17,400 children during its war on Gaza! With Israel's constant attacks, survival is no easy feat, especially with a baby so young!
To make things worse, their Gofundme fundraiser was closed by GFM when the campaign organizer Andrea (@roadimusprime) switched how he transferred the money to Nour. They have created a PayPal link to collect funds, but donations to Nour have been suffering ever since! Please share and donate if you are able to! Every little bit helps!
Go to paypal.me/NoureddineAboalresh and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries
Nour’s GFM was Shared by 90-ghost! The link doesn't work now because Tumblr took down Nour's old account, but see the reblog in the Wayback Machine link here, also see the screenshot of 90-ghost's reblog here and here.
I'm very sorry. Request a $35 donation that will do a lot to save my family’s life from death and war to a lifeline and safety. I would be very grateful 💔🫂No Pampers .No milk.No food.No water. No food. No life. My children need your help today. It is urgent. The situation is a real famine.
Everyone donate and participate now. We are in a real famine. The situation is catastrophic. Our children are dying of hunger. Everyone participates.
Everyone please share and donate today. It is very important as we are living through difficult days. A real famine. Every dollar saves the lives of my children from hunger. No water, no milk, no diapers, no news, no water, no safety. Bombing is everywhere.
#famine #gaza #palestineEveryone please share and donate today. It is very important as we are living through difficult days. A real famine. Every dollar saves the lives of my children from hunger. No water, no milk, no diapers, no news, no water, no safety. Bombing is everywhere.
Everyone please share and donate today. It is very important as we are living through difficult days. A real famine. Every dollar saves the lives of my children from hunger. No water, no milk, no diapers, no news, no water, no safety. Bombing is everywhere.
Hello my friends I don't know why you are ignoring my children's donation campaign. Please don't ignore my children. Donate to them and help them. My children are dying every day from hunger and lack of food. Your support is very important in light of this famine💔💔💔💔
I raised 25,130 euros... Yes, this number never leaves my mind, because it was my whole hope, my whole heart, my whole strength, but I lost all my money 💔
My dream was to rescue my father from danger, from death, from the jaws of illness, but the dream was suddenly shattered... 😭
The campaign ended, everything disappeared, the money was lost, the effort was lost, the hope was lost... and I watched my own slow collapse 😭
I'm not living... 😔
I'm just breathing, between shock and disappointment
I had a simple dream: to get my father out of hell, to see him breathe outside the rubble, to treat him... 🥺
I saved money with difficulty. Every euro weighed heavily on me, as if I were cutting it from my own flesh... But I lost everything
I lost the money... and after that, I lost all sense of security 💔
But life wasn't enough. It was as if it was telling me: There's still more we can lose from you.💔
My wife... 😭😭
The woman we've only been married to for a few months... The one who used to put my hand on her belly and say, "Here's our baby," Turned up in front of me into a writhing body, her face pale, her eyes filled with fear, 💔 Every night she screams in pain... and I have nothing for her 😭💔
There's a 7-centimeter cyst on the ovary... 😔That's what the doctor said, without batting an eyelid. 💔 "Dangerous to the mother and the fetus... She might bleed... She might lose the ability to have children forever... You might lose the baby... And you might lose her." 💔😭😭
My wife... 🥺
My wife, who is four months pregnant, used to say to me, "God willing, we will live to see him through," 🥺💔 She started groaning in pain... unbearable cramps... pain that tears her apart every day 😭
My wife is bleeding from pain... 💔 I don't know if I'll ever hear my baby's voice... And I can't afford medicine, I can't afford surgery, I can't even afford my daily bread 😔
I used to have hope... and today I have nothing. 💔 I used to have money... and today I have nothing but tears. 😓 I used to have a simple dream... to save those I loved... 😭But I see them slipping away before my eyes, one by one. 💔
Every night, I sit next to her, place my hand on her stomach, and cry silently... I'm afraid of losing her, of losing my son, of waking up one day to find no one. I'm afraid of opening my eyes to an empty tent... no wife, no child, no father, no voice... only the silence of a graveyard where no crying is allowed. 💔😭
Will I lose my father?
Or my wife?
Or my son?
Or myself?
Or all of them at once?
No one feels me. 😭💔 No one sees the night I sleep, placing my hand on her belly to reassure myself that the baby is still there. 💔 No one hears her voice as she cries in pain, while I tell her, “Be patient,” while my insides collapse. 😭
Now, will I lose my father? 😭💔 I need you. Look at my wife. Look, she needs medicine every day, and my father suffers from many diseases. 😭
Hi, I'm raising funds for my friend Omar and his family in Gaza to help them survive and with medical bills. This is his story as told by hi
My friend, look at my wife's condition. Look at our tragic life. 💔😭
My family's future has been completely destroyed, and I can no longer live in Gaza. I want to leave the Strip and treat my son and parents abroad, so I need $5,000 per person.
I hope you donate even $20, it will save my son's life ❤️🙏
My name is mahmoud mohammed jaafar jaafar i studied computer engineering and graduated from university in 2023 i worked as a software engineer in a local company here in gaza unit the war started, then the company got destroyed and became unemployed and our house is destroyed partially and became inhabitant to live in but nevertheless we stayed in it because we do not else to go i currently live in north gaza where is a scarcity of food and i have 3 brothers and 4 sister one of them died while he was trying to find food for the family so i am the eldest in my family now i have to provide a living for them
Any amount you give me will help me a lot in supporting my family in Gaza in light of the fear and lack of food, medicine and drink
My name is Mahmoud Mohammed Jaafar Jaafar. I studied computer engineering and graduated from university in 2023 i worked as a software engin
Any amount you give me will help me a lot, even if it is $10.
Nour (@noor509) is raising funds so he can provide basic needs for his two children, one of whom was born in the middle of this genocidal war! Imagine trying to raise and feed a baby in a genocide, in the midst of constant bombings and with no aid being allowed in! Israel has killed at least 17,400 children during its war on Gaza! With Israel's constant attacks, survival is no easy feat, especially with a baby so young!
To make things worse, their Gofundme fundraiser was closed by GFM when the campaign organizer Andrea (@roadimusprime) switched how he transferred the money to Nour. They have created a PayPal link to collect funds, but donations to Nour have been suffering ever since! Please share and donate if you are able to! Every little bit helps!
Go to paypal.me/NoureddineAboalresh and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries
Nour’s GFM was Shared by 90-ghost! The link doesn't work now because Tumblr took down Nour's old account, but see the reblog in the Wayback Machine link here, also see the screenshot of 90-ghost's reblog here and here.
I'm very sorry. Request a $35 donation that will do a lot to save my family’s life from death and war to a lifeline and safety. I would be very grateful 💔🫂No Pampers .No milk.No food.No water. No food. No life. My children need your help today. It is urgent. The situation is a real famine.
Everyone donate and participate now. We are in a real famine. The situation is catastrophic. Our children are dying of hunger. Everyone participates.
Everyone please share and donate today. It is very important as we are living through difficult days. A real famine. Every dollar saves the lives of my children from hunger. No water, no milk, no diapers, no news, no water, no safety. Bombing is everywhere.
#famine #gaza #palestineEveryone please share and donate today. It is very important as we are living through difficult days. A real famine. Every dollar saves the lives of my children from hunger. No water, no milk, no diapers, no news, no water, no safety. Bombing is everywhere.
Everyone please share and donate today. It is very important as we are living through difficult days. A real famine. Every dollar saves the lives of my children from hunger. No water, no milk, no diapers, no news, no water, no safety. Bombing is everywhere.
Hello my friends I don't know why you are ignoring my children's donation campaign. Please don't ignore my children. Donate to them and help them. My children are dying every day from hunger and lack of food. Your support is very important in light of this famine💔💔💔💔
I raised 25,130 euros... Yes, this number never leaves my mind, because it was my whole hope, my whole heart, my whole strength, but I lost all my money 💔
My dream was to rescue my father from danger, from death, from the jaws of illness, but the dream was suddenly shattered... 😭
The campaign ended, everything disappeared, the money was lost, the effort was lost, the hope was lost... and I watched my own slow collapse 😭
I'm not living... 😔
I'm just breathing, between shock and disappointment
I had a simple dream: to get my father out of hell, to see him breathe outside the rubble, to treat him... 🥺
I saved money with difficulty. Every euro weighed heavily on me, as if I were cutting it from my own flesh... But I lost everything
I lost the money... and after that, I lost all sense of security 💔
But life wasn't enough. It was as if it was telling me: There's still more we can lose from you.💔
My wife... 😭😭
The woman we've only been married to for a few months... The one who used to put my hand on her belly and say, "Here's our baby," Turned up in front of me into a writhing body, her face pale, her eyes filled with fear, 💔 Every night she screams in pain... and I have nothing for her 😭💔
There's a 7-centimeter cyst on the ovary... 😔That's what the doctor said, without batting an eyelid. 💔 "Dangerous to the mother and the fetus... She might bleed... She might lose the ability to have children forever... You might lose the baby... And you might lose her." 💔😭😭
My wife... 🥺
My wife, who is four months pregnant, used to say to me, "God willing, we will live to see him through," 🥺💔 She started groaning in pain... unbearable cramps... pain that tears her apart every day 😭
My wife is bleeding from pain... 💔 I don't know if I'll ever hear my baby's voice... And I can't afford medicine, I can't afford surgery, I can't even afford my daily bread 😔
I used to have hope... and today I have nothing. 💔 I used to have money... and today I have nothing but tears. 😓 I used to have a simple dream... to save those I loved... 😭But I see them slipping away before my eyes, one by one. 💔
Every night, I sit next to her, place my hand on her stomach, and cry silently... I'm afraid of losing her, of losing my son, of waking up one day to find no one. I'm afraid of opening my eyes to an empty tent... no wife, no child, no father, no voice... only the silence of a graveyard where no crying is allowed. 💔😭
Will I lose my father?
Or my wife?
Or my son?
Or myself?
Or all of them at once?
No one feels me. 😭💔 No one sees the night I sleep, placing my hand on her belly to reassure myself that the baby is still there. 💔 No one hears her voice as she cries in pain, while I tell her, “Be patient,” while my insides collapse. 😭
Now, will I lose my father? 😭💔 I need you. Look at my wife. Look, she needs medicine every day, and my father suffers from many diseases. 😭
Hi, I'm raising funds for my friend Omar and his family in Gaza to help them survive and with medical bills. This is his story as told by hi
My friend, look at my wife's condition. Look at our tragic life. 💔😭
My family's future has been completely destroyed, and I can no longer live in Gaza. I want to leave the Strip and treat my son and parents abroad, so I need $5,000 per person.
I hope you donate even $20, it will save my son's life ❤️🙏
(I don’t wanna call this one an art so here’s silly edit that i did :PP) (he heavily inspired by hiroshi from ao oni so uhh)
well, i think i gonna posting about my ocs more than before. i found out that drawing ocs is giving me more fun than drawing fanart (i do still enjoy drawing fanarts!)
(Actually i have a lot of ocs (more than this) but some of them are still wip)
I raised 25,130 euros... Yes, this number never leaves my mind, because it was my whole hope, my whole heart, my whole strength, but I lost all my money 💔
My dream was to rescue my father from danger, from death, from the jaws of illness, but the dream was suddenly shattered... 😭
The campaign ended, everything disappeared, the money was lost, the effort was lost, the hope was lost... and I watched my own slow collapse 😭
I'm not living... 😔
I'm just breathing, between shock and disappointment
I had a simple dream: to get my father out of hell, to see him breathe outside the rubble, to treat him... 🥺
I saved money with difficulty. Every euro weighed heavily on me, as if I were cutting it from my own flesh... But I lost everything
I lost the money... and after that, I lost all sense of security 💔
But life wasn't enough. It was as if it was telling me: There's still more we can lose from you.💔
My wife... 😭😭
The woman we've only been married to for a few months... The one who used to put my hand on her belly and say, "Here's our baby," Turned up in front of me into a writhing body, her face pale, her eyes filled with fear, 💔 Every night she screams in pain... and I have nothing for her 😭💔
There's a 7-centimeter cyst on the ovary... 😔That's what the doctor said, without batting an eyelid. 💔 "Dangerous to the mother and the fetus... She might bleed... She might lose the ability to have children forever... You might lose the baby... And you might lose her." 💔😭😭
My wife... 🥺
My wife, who is four months pregnant, used to say to me, "God willing, we will live to see him through," 🥺💔 She started groaning in pain... unbearable cramps... pain that tears her apart every day 😭
My wife is bleeding from pain... 💔 I don't know if I'll ever hear my baby's voice... And I can't afford medicine, I can't afford surgery, I can't even afford my daily bread 😔
I used to have hope... and today I have nothing. 💔 I used to have money... and today I have nothing but tears. 😓 I used to have a simple dream... to save those I loved... 😭But I see them slipping away before my eyes, one by one. 💔
Every night, I sit next to her, place my hand on her stomach, and cry silently... I'm afraid of losing her, of losing my son, of waking up one day to find no one. I'm afraid of opening my eyes to an empty tent... no wife, no child, no father, no voice... only the silence of a graveyard where no crying is allowed. 💔😭
Will I lose my father?
Or my wife?
Or my son?
Or myself?
Or all of them at once?
No one feels me. 😭💔 No one sees the night I sleep, placing my hand on her belly to reassure myself that the baby is still there. 💔 No one hears her voice as she cries in pain, while I tell her, “Be patient,” while my insides collapse. 😭
Now, will I lose my father? 😭💔 I need you. Look at my wife. Look, she needs medicine every day, and my father suffers from many diseases. 😭
Hi, I'm raising funds for my friend Omar and his family in Gaza to help them survive and with medical bills. This is his story as told by hi
My friend, look at my wife's condition. Look at our tragic life. 💔😭
My family's future has been completely destroyed, and I can no longer live in Gaza. I want to leave the Strip and treat my son and parents abroad, so I need $5,000 per person.
I hope you donate even $20, it will save my son's life ❤️🙏
This is my home Which was destroyed by the accursed occupation yesterday I'm not sad about the stones I'm sad about the memories I hope this damned war ends 💔💔😔 🍉🇵🇸
Go to paypal.me/wafaaresh2 and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.
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Go to paypal.me/wafaaresh2 and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.
Nour (@noor509) is raising funds so he can provide basic needs for his two children, one of whom was born in the middle of this genocidal war! Imagine trying to raise and feed a baby in a genocide, in the midst of constant bombings and with no aid being allowed in! Israel has killed at least 17,400 children during its war on Gaza! With Israel's constant attacks, survival is no easy feat, especially with a baby so young!
To make things worse, their Gofundme fundraiser was closed by GFM when the campaign organizer Andrea (@roadimusprime) switched how he transferred the money to Nour. They have created a PayPal link to collect funds, but donations to Nour have been suffering ever since! Please share and donate if you are able to! Every little bit helps!
Go to paypal.me/NoureddineAboalresh and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries
Nour’s GFM was Shared by 90-ghost! The link doesn't work now because Tumblr took down Nour's old account, but see the reblog in the Wayback Machine link here, also see the screenshot of 90-ghost's reblog here and here.
I'm very sorry. Request a $35 donation that will do a lot to save my family’s life from death and war to a lifeline and safety. I would be very grateful 💔🫂No Pampers .No milk.No food.No water. No food. No life. My children need your help today. It is urgent. The situation is a real famine.
Everyone donate and participate now. We are in a real famine. The situation is catastrophic. Our children are dying of hunger. Everyone participates.
Everyone please share and donate today. It is very important as we are living through difficult days. A real famine. Every dollar saves the lives of my children from hunger. No water, no milk, no diapers, no news, no water, no safety. Bombing is everywhere.
#famine #gaza #palestineEveryone please share and donate today. It is very important as we are living through difficult days. A real famine. Every dollar saves the lives of my children from hunger. No water, no milk, no diapers, no news, no water, no safety. Bombing is everywhere.
Everyone please share and donate today. It is very important as we are living through difficult days. A real famine. Every dollar saves the lives of my children from hunger. No water, no milk, no diapers, no news, no water, no safety. Bombing is everywhere.
Hello my friends I don't know why you are ignoring my children's donation campaign. Please don't ignore my children. Donate to them and help them. My children are dying every day from hunger and lack of food. Your support is very important in light of this famine💔💔💔💔