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What are you waiting for? If we die well we will die
This time, if the missile is late and does not kill us, hunger will come and kill us.
The crossing has been closed for more than three months and nothing has entered our country.
My children go to bed hungry, there is nothing for them to eat.
Now we and the animals share their food. We eat animal feed.
Please have mercy on my children, have mercy on us. Please help me get better food for my children. They are now suffering from severe malnutrition.
I am no longer able to stand on my feet due to lack of food. I feel constantly dizzy. My hands are no longer strong enough to hold anything, so what about my children?
Please donate to save us. But this time from hunger before the missile
Death is very close, save us
UPDATE 11/25/24
The family has lost another tent due to flooding (Israeli army w… Raina Carter needs your support for Help Tahrir's Fami
First of all, I am Tahrir from Gaza, a mother of four children. I finished my university studies, majoring in computer information systems.
What difficult days my children are going through. We are so tired of this life. Displacement is a terrible thing. Can you imagine carrying all your belongings on your shoulders and walking for several kilometers, while your children carry their bags on their small shoulders. They are unable to walk, exhausted from hunger. They walk with their small feet and stop crying for moments. “Mama, I can’t walk. I’m dying from exhaustion and hunger. I can’t.” These are the words my children said while they were displaced on the broken roads, their feet sinking in the sand at times and in the sewage water at other times. Please help my children with whatever you can. Your donation will save their lives. I trust in your generosity and kindness, so be of help and support to us. I love you all.
On this day a year ago, my children were on their way to school and suddenly they heard the sounds of missiles and continuous explosions. They returned home scared and terrified. None of us knew what was happening. We felt like we had lost our lives, and that is what happened. We lost our home and everything we owned in a moment. It was the beginning of the nightmare. The house disappeared with all its details and their dreams. Even their toys turned to ashes. They destroyed their childhood!!
Since that day until now, we don't know how long we haven't had a day of rest. Death follows us all the time. We have escaped death many times, but I fear loss. All I want is your donation, even if it is small, to help save my children's lives. I don't want us to continue our lives in tents without rights.
Hello everyone, I've made this campaign on behalf of my friend Hashem and his family. Below is his story, thank you for thinking of them!
My name is Abdelmajed.
I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries.
Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope,
but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety.
Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
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