Hello, how are you? I hope I am not bothering you. I am writing to you as I am living through the hardest moments of my life. Hashem is slowly dying in front of my eyes and our children. He needs an urgent surgery, and I am helpless to save him. Please, your donation and sharing of our story could be the reason my husband's life is saved! My children deserve not to lose their father. Verified by @/gazavetters #53 @qamar2026
Please don't ignore my message. It may be my family's only chance.
My name is Ameera, and I am a mother from Gaza.
Before the war, I had dreams like everyone else. I wanted to finish my education, build a peaceful home with my husband, and give our daughter a beautiful future.
Instead, the war took everything.
Our home was destroyed. My husband was injured. We lost our safety, our stability, and the life we spent years dreaming about. Every day has become a struggle to find the basics our little daughter needs.
I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance to survive.
I cannot create a donation campaign by myself, and that is why I am reaching out to you. If you know how to create a trusted fundraising page, or if you are willing to sponsor one for my family, please contact me.
You may be the only person who sees this message and has the ability to change our lives.
Please don't keep scrolling.
If you cannot help us directly, please share our story. One share can reach someone who can.
Every moment matters. Every act of kindness matters. Every person who stands with us gives my family another reason to keep hoping.
Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for giving my daughter a chance at a future.
π Don't wait until my family becomes a tragedy you read about tomorrow.
Every single day, a terrifying thought haunts me. One day, will someone ask:
"What happened to Mohammedβs family? Did they survive? Did they have enough to eat?"
Right now, I don't know the answer.
No parent should ever have to look at their hungry children and wonder how to feed them. No child should ever fall asleep to the sounds of war, gripping a stomach that aches from hunger, fear, and uncertainty. Yet, this is the heartbreak my family lives every single day in Gaza.
Sometimes, in the quietest, darkest moments, I ask myself: Why has the world forgotten us? What did my innocent children do to deserve this?
Please... I beg you, don't just scroll past.
β¨ A Father's Only Dream
I am not asking for a life of luxury. I am asking for one chance to stand on my own two feet again.
My dream is simple: to buy an electric motorcycle and start a small delivery business. It is one of the last remaining paths to earn an honest living here. I want to look into the eyes of my children, Esraa and Sohaib, and tell them they are safe. I want to protect my elderly parents, my brothers, and my sisters.
π The Two Battles
Every morning, I wake up to fight two brutal wars:
The War of the Heart: Living with the crushing weight of loss and everything stolen from us.
The War for Survival: Scavenging through ruins just to find crumbs of food, drops of clean water, and medicine for the people I love.
"Some days, the pain is so heavy that it feels like I am falling apart completely. But then I look at my children, and I refuse to give up."
π€ You Are Our Hope
If my story has touched your heart, please don't leave me to fight this alone. Your kindness is the thin line between our survival and our despair. It won't just keep us alive todayβit will give my family the chance to rebuild our lives with dignity.
π Read: Please visit my pinned post to see our full journey.
π Amplify: Reblog, share, and speak our names so the world doesn't forget.
π Donate: Even the smallest gift brings us closer to safety.
β Mohammed Matar
β Vetted by @gazavetters (#533) Β· β Verified by @bilal-sala7 (#36)
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I am Mohammed Matar, caring for orphaned children and my family in Gaza. Your supp⦠Khaled Qattam needs your support for Emergency Help for
From the bottom of my heart, thank you for giving my family hope when everything else is gone.
ππ My heart is breaking as I write these words... I want everyone to know the painful truth about what happened to my little boy, Ammar ππ»
We were deceived and misdiagnosed. They told me my son had a weak heart muscle π, and as his mother, I was terrified π. I did everything I could to save him, spending barely enough money on expensive medications ππΈ, believing I was fighting for his life.
But later, we discovered the heartbreaking truth: Ammar doesn't have a weak heart muscle. His real illness is severe chest problems and allergies ππ¨. The fear, pain, and betrayal have left us devastated, both emotionally and financially ππ.
Today, as Ammar's mother, I'm sharing our story to warn other parents β οΈ and ask for your support for my son Ammar ππ»β€οΈ. Ammar still desperately needs medical care, milk πΌ, diapers, allergy medication π, and basic necessities to survive.
Please, from the bottom of my heart ππ»π, don't leave Ammar alone. Be there for him, support him, and help him through these difficult times π.
Our greatest hope now is to leave Gaza π΅πΈ and reach Egypt πͺπ¬, where Ammar can have the opportunity for treatment, safety, and a better life, free from pain, fear, and deception ππ»β¨. Every prayer π€², every share π’, and every act of support β€οΈ can make a difference in Ammar's life.
Iβm here raising funds for my friend Samah whose son Ammar was born three mβ¦ Macy Boulahcaine needs your support for Help Samah and Ammar Fi
Every prayer π€², every share π’, and every act of support β€οΈ can make a difference in Ammar's life.
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