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My name is Abdullah Al-Qassab, Iām 27 years old, and I am writing this message with trembling hands and an empty stomach ā from Gaza.
Before the war, I had a small travel agency something I built with love, effort, and hope.I dreamed of a simple lifeā¦ a dignified life.
But the war didnāt just destroy my home and business āit shattered my ability to dream.
Today, Iām not asking for dreams.Iām asking for bread. For water. For life I now live with my family in the open ā no walls, no roof, just the cold ground beneath us.
We are in a catastrophic famine.
We go days without food.
We faint in the street from hunger.
Our bodies are giving up.
And stillā¦ the world remains silent.
My mother has a heart condition ā she needs medicine and special food.
Now she lies in pain, her chest aching, and I have nothing to give her. My grandmother has high blood pressure ā worsened by hunger and cold nights.
Her body is shrinking before my eyes.
And meš?
Iāve collapsed more than once from weakness. From not eating.But I stand up againā¦ because they need me.
What do you call this life?
Sleeping on the dirtā¦ watching your family starveā¦ praying your heart doesnāt stop before help arrives? This is not a life. This is a slow death. To anyone reading this Pleaseā¦ donāt turn away from me.
Help me buy food before we collapse again. Help me get medicine before my motherās heart gives out.
Help me bring even one moment of comfort to my grandmother before itās too late.
Iām not asking for luxury.
Iām not asking for comfort.
> Iām begging for survival.
Even the smallest act of kindness could mean the world to us. Pleaseā¦ save us from this hunger.
I am 19 years old, and Iām writing these words while trying to hold on to hope despite everything we are going through.
I had previously shared a donation link on Chuffed, but it stopped due to reasons beyond my control.
Recently, a dear friend created a new donation link to help us, and thatās why Iām reaching out again today to ask for your support and kindness š
The home that once brought us together and gave us a sense of safety was destroyed by the occupation šļø
My father was injured in an airstrike, which caused him to lose his left eye, and he also suffered injuries to his legs that left him unable to move.
Since that day, our lives have completely changed, and the responsibilities have become heavier than I can carry at my age š
We are living through extremely difficult humanitarian conditions.
Every donation ā even a small one ā helps us meet basic needs and continue living with dignity š¤²
And if youāre unable to donate, sharing the link or keeping us in your prayers means just as much šļø
Thank you to everyone who reads this, everyone who stands with us, and every heart that hasnāt forgotten our humanity š¤
Your support is our hope to keep going.
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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
My name is Nour, Iām 18 years old. I once dreamed of becoming a doctorāto help people, to heal, to bring hope. I studied hard and believed that education was my way outš.
But the war took everything.š
In a single moment, my home was destroyed. Everything I lovedāmy books, my memories, my dreamsāwas buried under rubble.šššš
Now, I live with my family in a torn tent. It doesnāt protect us from the cold or the burning heat. We have no food, no clean water, no safetyānothing.šššš
Every night we sleep not knowing what tomorrow will bring: a chance at lifeā¦ or more pain.šš
My mother is elderly and needs care. I used to dream of helping others, but today I canāt even help my own family.šš
Iām reaching out to every kind heart reading this: please, help us. Any amount, any support, means the world.šššš
Your kindness could help us surviveā¦ and maybe, one day, Iāll return to school and chase my dream again.ā¤ļø
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Hello, my friend Nour need's your help, now to survive war, displacement, and faā¦ Clara Marino needs your support for Help Nour's Family in
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Be our voice in a world thatās forgotten us. Be the light in our darkness.ā¤ļø
Children dying from the cold, mothers screaming in pain and anguish, men praying to their Lord against injustice, the elderly groaning, the sick praying to their Lord to ease their pain and coldāall this in the tents.
I am kirsty, I am from England, I met Youssef through volunteer work with Ebonā¦ Kirsty Watson needs your support for Youssef and his family
Your donation and participation are very important; my family survived death due to the rain, floods, and cold.
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Since my home was destroyed, Iāve forgotten what safety feels like. Iāve been displaced nine times each time leaving behind what little remained, running from bombs, carrying nothing but fear and my childās hand.
Now I live in a worn-out tent by the shores of Al-Mawasi, Khan Younis. The sea is in front of me, but no peace in sight only hunger, sickness, and exhaustion.My husband has been missing for a long timeā¦ I donāt know where he is, or if Iāll ever see him again. Since his disappearance, Iāve had to face everything alone.
But Iām not truly aloneā¦
My little son is the one who takes care of me now.
Yes ā a child has become my only support. He comforts me when I cry, searches for scraps of food, and holds my hand when I fall.
We are living a nightmare
Thereās no clean water. No food. No medicine.We are constantly sick from malnutrition. I have severe pain in my leg and need ongoing treatment, but thereās no way to get help.
Iām tired. My body is breaking.
My son a child is carrying a weight no child should carry. We are dying in slow motionā¦ while the world looks away.
Pleaseā¦ donāt ignore this.
Donāt let my son grow up watching his mother starve and suffer.
Your donation isnāt just money itās food, itās medicine, itās life.
Help usā¦ before itās too late.
Before the last bit of strength fades from my bodyā¦and the last bit of hope leaves my sonās eyes.
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From the heart of Gaza, we reach out to you with deep pain and a plea for help. ā¦ maude young needs your support for Help Wedad's family in
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"Itās been more than a month and a half with no supportā¦ I am pregnant, with a baby boy only 1.5 years old and my daughter Lian. My husband is sick and cannot work, and his parents are elderly and ill. Our situation is very hard. Any help, small or big, can make a difference šš"
Hello, I am Abeer Al-Sir from Palestine. I am 33 years old. I live in Gaza, subject tā¦ Abeer Ashraf needs your support for Save my family fr
My name is Mohammed, I live in Gaza City and I am 19 years old. I have lived through the full horrors of war ā hunger, displacement, fear, relentless bombings, destruction, and so many other painful experiences š„¹š.I never created a donation link before, and I havenāt received any kind of help throughout this devastating war š„²š.
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 ā even more violent and destructive than before š.Our area has now been declared a dangerous combat zone, and we lost our home ā the only shelter we had š.
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 š„²š.
Prices have skyrocketed, and we have no source of income. Iām launching this donation campaign now with a broken heart but a little hope š„².
Please, for the sake of humanity and for the sake of my family, consider making a donation to help us survive šš.
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
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