Under this torn tent, my children sleep — we are still standing, but we need your help.”
My name is Sally from Gaza. I’m not writing this to seek pity — I’m writing because my family is still standing despite everything. We live in a fragile tent, facing wind, rain, and nights where fear is heavier than sleep. Every day, we choose to endure for our children. But endurance alone doesn’t keep a family safe. If you’re reading this, you have power. The power to help us survive another day. The power to prove that we are not invisible. If you can donate, please do — even the smallest amount matters. If you can’t, reblog this post. Share it. Let it travel further than we can.
Hello everyone, my name is Sahar! I am organizing this fundraiser on behalf of a dear friend of mine in Gaza and his family. I have been tal
This is a challenge to humanity: Will our voices be ignored, or will compassion still find its way?
Thank you for standing with us🤍 ✅[Vetted by @/90-ghost and @/el-shab-hussein]











