People outside the region hear “ceasefire” and imagine everything instantly healing ..grass growing back, homes somehow repaired overnight. They overlook the reality that, in Gaza for instance, more than 700 Palestinians have been killed by Israel since the so-called ceasefire was announced, and that in Lebanon over 30 villages remain under Israeli occupation. That’s why we say the real war begins when a ceasefire is declared.
There is a story I cannot bear alone, and a heart I cannot let break in silence.
My friend Abdul Rahman… a young man I knew for his resilience, his kind heart, and his ability to endure hardship. But what he is going through today is beyond anyone's capacity to bear. He lost his mother after a battle with cancer and also lost his brother in the genocide in Gaza. Now, his nephew urgently needs surgery and requires 500 euros for the procedure, and his condition is deteriorating at an alarming rate. All he needs now is a chance… just one chance to save him, to get the necessary funds for the surgery, and to receive treatment before it's too late.
The costs of the surgery and treatment are beyond his means, and time is running out relentlessly.
Therefore, I am speaking to you… not as a published writer, but as a human being who sees a friend drowning and is trying with all his might to reach out and save his nephew who has lost his father.
Whoever can donate—even a little—is giving their nephew a life, giving their nephew a hope that was about to fade.
And if you can't donate, just share this post… it might reach the right heart at the right time.
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Guys, all we need right now is 500 euros so we can get my nephew surgery. He's still unwell, and the surgery is in a sensitive area of his body. It needs to be done quickly so his condition doesn't worsen and something bad happens to him. Please, I beg you, don't ignore me and donate. Please donate! 😭💔
The war did not stop, I survived death, I don’t know who will feed my children if I lose my life in this area that has been living in hell for 3 years, we are jealous of your donation 😭💔
My name is Musab Kamel . I am an English teacher, a husband, and a father of two children: Lana and Ahmed.I always believed that education w
Maha and her family previously had a verified GFM to pay for basic necessities like food, medical care, and some form of shelter. Horrifically, the person running their former GFM has stolen from them and hijacked their campaign.
Below is Maha’s new GFM. Her previous GFM was vetted by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi on their vetted campaign master list, on line 163.
I am physiotherapist Ahmed Khalil Al-Habil
from palestine _Gaza
I have been dis… Ahmed Alhabil needs your support for Support My Family To
Maha has been hospitalized due to serious complications from an infected tooth. She is particularly vulnerable to this type of infection, which almost killed her last year. Thankfully her husband has returned from Egypt, but both he and Maha are unable to work and thus cannot pay for her hospital bills. They are over $700 usd in debt for her treatment and Maha is about to be kicked out of the hospital.
As I said, last year a very similar infection almost took Maha’s life. If she is expelled from the hospital, a worsened infection is an inevitability. She still has a high fever and needs to remain hospitalized. PLEASE help her continue life-saving treatment!!
Maha and her family previously had a verified GFM to pay for basic necessities like food, medical care, and some form of shelter. Horrifically, the person running their former GFM has stolen from them and hijacked their campaign.
Below is Maha’s new GFM. Her previous GFM was vetted by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi on their vetted campaign master list, on line 163.
I am physiotherapist Ahmed Khalil Al-Habil
from palestine _Gaza
I have been dis… Ahmed Alhabil needs your support for Support My Family To
Maha has been hospitalized due to serious complications from an infected tooth. She is particularly vulnerable to this type of infection, which almost killed her last year. Thankfully her husband has returned from Egypt, but both he and Maha are unable to work and thus cannot pay for her hospital bills. They are over $700 usd in debt for her treatment and Maha is about to be kicked out of the hospital.
As I said, last year a very similar infection almost took Maha’s life. If she is expelled from the hospital, a worsened infection is an inevitability. She still has a high fever and needs to remain hospitalized. PLEASE help her continue life-saving treatment!!
My name is Mohammed, I live in Gaza City and I am 19 years old. I have lived through the full horrors of war — hunger, displacement, fear, relentless bombings, destruction, and so many other painful experiences 🥹😭.I never created a donation link before, and I haven’t received any kind of help throughout this devastating war 🥲💔.
I was so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and I dreamed of starting a small shop to earn a living. But sadly, the war returned — even more violent and destructive than before 😭.Our area has now been declared a dangerous combat zone, and we lost our home — the only shelter we had 💔.
Worst of all, my father was seriously injured: he tragically lost one of his hands and an eye, and he is now completely unable to work or support our family 🥲😭.
Prices have skyrocketed, and we have no source of income. I’m launching this donation campaign now with a broken heart but a little hope 🥲.
Please, for the sake of humanity and for the sake of my family, consider making a donation to help us survive 🙏💔.
I just created the donation link, hoping that someone out there might lend a helping hand.
My name is Mohammed. I am 18 years old and live in Gaza City. I am still at the beginning of my life, dreaming of a better future. My father
Words are no longer enough to capture the tragedy my family and I endure.
My name is Wedad Shadi, I am 15 years old, and I live in Gaza, Palestine.🇵🇸
Our home was completely destroyed, and now we live in a torn, fragile tent. We are a family of 7, and my mother, father, and my little sister Mira were injured when our house was bombed.
My mother and Mira are in urgent need of medical treatment, but we have nothing to pay for their care, not even food to survive.
My mother and my sister were injured during the war. I am terrified of losing them… please, don’t leave me without my mother and sister. They need urgent help to survive.
They desperately need medicine and medical treatment, as shown in the videos. Every moment without help is a struggle for their lives.
Please, I beg you… save them, help us, and give them a chance to live. 🙏💔
I have started school, but I could not register because I cannot afford the fees.
Please, I beg you to help us. Donate to save my mother and my innocent little sister before it’s too late. Every contribution can save a life and bring hope to a family in desperate need.
Every day we wake up to the same reality: destroyed homes, no safety, no stability, and needs that keep growing.
People think the pain paused… but for us, it never did.
Even with a so-called “ceasefire,” nothing has really stopped.
The explosions, the drones, the fear — the violations never ended.
And our suffering definitely didn’t.
Your support is the only reason many of us manage to keep going.
Your donation 🙏🙏 — no matter how small — can mean medicine, food, warmth, and a little bit of dignity in a life that’s been stripped of everything.
Please, stand with us. Don’t let this struggle fade from the world’s attention.
We still desperately need you to get back on our feet.
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Hello, my name is Mickey from Michigan USA and I am raising funds for Wedad… Mickey Dee needs your support for Support Wedad's Journey to Sa
Hello, I'm Lama. I want to thank everyone who has helped me and my small family and who has lent a helping hand to me at some point. We are now less than $1400 away from reaching our goal. Please share this post and donate. Your support is our strength and our ability to continue living. 🙏🫂
Hello, I'm Lama... My husband, Mohammed, is 30 years old. I want to ask for your help for my husband. Please support him and share his story so that it reaches everyone.🙏
My husband, Mohammed, has suffered from numerous health problems for 12 years, and the situation has worsened during the war due to shortages of medicine and healthy food. He urgently needs surgery and medication.😔
Hello, I'm Lama from Gaza, I'm 24 years old, and my husband Mohammed is 30 years old, we got married in 2022 in a beautiful, warm and quiet
The costs of treatment and medication are very high; please, every donation from you will contribute to his recovery.
Please help my husband, donate to him, and share his story so he can recover and get the medicine.
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My name is Nour, I’m 18 years old. I once dreamed of becoming a doctor—to help people, to heal, to bring hope. I studied hard and believed that education was my way out😭.
But the war took everything.💔
In a single moment, my home was destroyed. Everything I loved—my books, my memories, my dreams—was buried under rubble.😭😭💔💔
Now, I live with my family in a torn tent. It doesn’t protect us from the cold or the burning heat. We have no food, no clean water, no safety—nothing.😭😭💔💔
Every night we sleep not knowing what tomorrow will bring: a chance at life… or more pain.🍉🍉
My mother is elderly and needs care. I used to dream of helping others, but today I can’t even help my own family.💔🍉
I’m reaching out to every kind heart reading this: please, help us. Any amount, any support, means the world.🙏🙏💔🍉
Your kindness could help us survive… and maybe, one day, I’ll return to school and chase my dream again.❤️
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Be our voice in a world that’s forgotten us. Be the light in our darkness.❤️
Please help my daughter's sweetheart alleviate her suffering.
Because of the tent life and the spread of infectious diseases and many epidemics, she deserves a better life like other children; she has the right to play and study.
We cannot afford to buy medicine due to our difficult living conditions. Please save my daughter; every donation makes a difference in Habiba's life.
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From a hospital bed… Najah is calling out to you .💔
My name is Najah. I am not just a number in a medical report, nor just another patient in a hospital room. I am a girl with dreams, a mother waiting for my recovery, and a home waiting for my return.
Today I am writing to you with a tired hand… but my hope is not tired. The doctors confirmed that my treatment is possible and that my condition can improve, but time is not unlimited, and support makes the difference.
Imagine that a very simple decision from people who do not even know me could be the line between pain and healing, between staying on this bed and returning to life again.
Here, on this bed, every small act of support can turn into a heartbeat of hope, a chance to stand again, and a real beginning of recovery.
Pain is hard… and waiting is harder… but the hardest part is knowing that survival is close, yet still needs just one small step.
I am not asking anyone to carry this burden alone. All I need are hearts coming together through small steps that complete this journey.
With your support, I can rise, and with your support, I can return to my dreams, and with your support, my name “Najah” can truly become “success.”
Please… do not let this message pass in silence. One step from you could be the beginning of a new life for me. 💔
Najah , her mother, will not forget your silence, and she will not forgive a heart that didn't move, or a hand that didn't reach outEvery donation, every share, every word of support... could be the difference between life and death for Najah
She is suffering from a severe calcium and iron deficiency... her body is weak, and her life hangs between hope and danger.
Treatment, vitamins, and nutrients can save her
Every donation, every share, every word of support... could be the difference between life and death for her
Donate now and give Najah a chance at life!
Najah lives with her family in extremely harsh conditions where suffering and illness are deeply intertwined. Her husband is injured and urgently needs surgery, but he is unable to receive treatment, which places an even greater burden on the family and leaves Najah carrying the responsibility alone.
Amid this hardship, life in the tents becomes even more difficult, with the spread of insects and rodents causing illnesses and infections, especially among children. Every day turns into a struggle for survival in unsafe and extremely difficult living conditions.
Please… do not leave Najah and her family alone. 💔
Time is passing harshly, the need is urgent, and every moment of delay increases the pain and weakens hope.
Sharing this message or donating even a small amount could be the real difference between continued suffering and the beginning of a new life.
Do not underestimate a small step from you.
it may be the reason a whole life is saved. 💔
From the heart of Gaza, we reach out to you with deep pain and a plea for help… amelia romain needs your support for Help Wedad's family in
I'm Yasser… a simple man who lost everything 💔. I'm 27 years old, from northern Gaza 🇵🇸.
My house was destroyed at the beginning of the war. We live in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood in eastern Gaza 🏚️. I lost my job, and I was injured during the war and am still suffering 💥🤕… Now I'm fighting just to keep my family alive.
I'm responsible for a very large family 👨👩👧👦:
👴 My father is elderly and needs care.
👶 My young children are innocent.
🧠 My brother has a mental disability, can't work, and has children of his own.
🤰 My wife is pregnant and needs care amidst a complete lack of basic necessities. She needs so much, the simplest of which is clothing.
👧👧 My children are Salwa and Massa. My little Massa was born during the height of the war. We were living in my sister's house when my wife went into labor. We were trapped and couldn't leave the house because of the intense shelling all around us. Miraculously, by the grace of God, my wife gave birth to Massa at home.
When we finally managed to leave a week later, the occupation forces demolished my sister's house.
Now we live in tents inside Gaza, destitute. The tents offer no protection from the heat or the winter. In the winter, we suffered greatly, and in the summer, the children developed skin diseases from the extreme heat.
There is no income… no work… and prices are sky-high. 🔥
We are living through harsh days, caught between hunger and fear. We have nothing but hope in God and in your hearts. 🙏 I never imagined I would have to ask for help, but today… I sincerely reach out to you:
Please extend a helping hand 🙏 Any amount, even a small one, can provide food, medicine, and warm clothes for my children.
💔 We truly need any help, even the smallest… It could mean a meal, medicine, or even just hope for life.
🤍 Don't leave us alone… Your support is our lifeline.
🙏 Please, from a broken heart… Any help, even a small one, could make a huge difference in our lives and help us to keep going and survive.
May God reward you all. Your support will be a light in our lives 🤍
I am a father of two children 👨👧👦 from Gaza 🇵🇸, currently living through extremely difficult humanitarian conditions after losing my home due to the war 💔, and I am now displaced far from my original place of residence.
Life here is filled with daily challenges 😔, especially when it comes to providing basic needs such as food 🍞, water 💧, and care for my children.
My children are everything I have in this life ❤️, and I am doing my best to provide them with the minimum level of safety and food, but the current situation is very hard, and sometimes I cannot even provide them with a proper meal during the day 🍽️.
I also want to be able to provide my children with their school needs 🎒, such as supplies, stationery ✏️, and basic materials that help them continue their education despite the difficult conditions 📚.
I am only writing this because I have reached a point where I can no longer manage on my own 😞. Therefore, I am asking for help from anyone who is able to support, even with a small amount 💵, as it may help feed my children or ease part of our suffering.
Every contribution, no matter how small, makes a big difference in our lives 🌱. And if you are unable to help financially, sharing this post 📢 could reach someone who can, and that would also be a great support for us.
I still believe there are kind hearts 🤍 that can help in times of need.
Thank you to everyone who read this post 🙏, and thank you to everyone who helps or shares the message.🥹👨👩👧👦
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 thank you very much for your continuous support, but right now I am in urgent need of you and your help. We are now in the holy month of Ramadan, which requires a lot of expenses, and there has been a significant rise in prices.
I also need to pursue my dream after losing everything. I need your support greatly—I need more than $1,500 to pay my university fees so I can receive my certificate and apply for scholarships.
You can find the images below the post.
Therefore, I am in great need of your help. I support my family, and at the same time, I am trying to achieve myself and continue my education.
The house was new 🏠✨. We had only lived in it for three days. Everything in it was full of life: the furniture was new 🛋️, the walls were clean, and laughter filled every corner 😊. I was with my husband’s children, trying to begin a calm and simple life, a life full of love ❤️. My husband was at peace, smiling often, and I felt like the world was finally smiling at me too 🌍💫.
But suddenly… the black day came 🖤.
On October 16, 2023, everything changed. It was not an ordinary day—it was the day everything ended 💔. Bombs fell like waves of fire on our home 🔥, as if the sky had opened in anger above us. In a single moment, laughter turned into screams 😢, and safety turned into unbearable fear.
My husband was killed… my support and my life partner 🕊️
My son Mohammad was killed—he was like the moon 🌙, lighting up my life with his smile.
My daughter Ghazal was killed—she was like a flower 🌸, gentle and beautiful, taking all the beauty of the world with her.
The pain grew inside my heart 💔, and my loss became too great for words. Nothing was the same anymore. The life I had dreamed of collapsed in a single moment.
Then my father was also killed… as if the sorrow was never enough 🖤.
Today, I live in a tent in the street ⛺ with my orphaned children: Sama, Malak, and Adam 👶👧👦. We try to continue living despite everything, we try to stay strong 💪, but the pain is greater than us.
Every day, my children look at me with silent questions 😔: “Why did this happen?” And I have no answer.
I hope the world can hear us 🌍, feel our pain 💔, and see our suffering 😢. We are not asking for much… we just want to live with dignity, to feel safe 🕊️, and for my children to have a future that does not look like this pain.
My name is Hussam. I am a father, a husband… and I am trying to keep my family alive. 💔
Before the war, we lived a simple, peaceful life in Gaza. My wife and I were raising our six children—four boys, one girl, and our baby daughter who had not yet turned one. Our home was small, but it was full of laughter, warmth, and love. 🏡❤️
Then, in a single moment, everything was gone.
Airstrikes destroyed our home. The walls that once protected my children turned into rubble. I still remember the sound… the fear in their eyes… the way they held onto me as we ran for our lives. I couldn’t take anything with me—only my family. 😢💥
Now, we live in a fragile tent in a refugee camp. ⛺
The cold does not wait. The wind enters from every side. At night, my children cannot sleep—not because of noise, but because of hunger. My baby daughter cries in my arms, and I have nothing to give her. No milk. No warmth. Only empty hands and a broken heart. 🥶👶💔
As a father, this is the deepest pain—to see your children suffer and feel helpless.
Every day is a battle. I search for food. I try to keep our tent standing. I try to protect my children from sickness, fear, and despair. I am doing everything I can… but it is not enough. 😔
I need your help.
I want to be honest with you: during my last fundraising campaign, I was scammed. At a time when we had nothing, we lost even more. It broke me—but I refused to give up on my children. ⚠️💔
Now, I have created a new campaign with the help of a trusted friend, so your support can safely reach my family. I am asking you from my heart—please give us another chance. 🤝
Your help can save my children. 🙏
Even a small donation can mean: 🍞 Food for my hungry children
🍼 Milk for my baby daughter
💊 Medicine when we are sick
🧣 Blankets to survive the cold nights
Please, my friends… do not turn away.
If you cannot donate, please share my story. Your share could reach someone who can help save my family. 📢
Hussam is a father, a husband and a survivor.
From a father who is trying not to lose everything