My name is Remus. My pronouns are they/he. I’m a minor and a july cancer. My fav colour is green and I’m a Slytherin!
I love to read. Some of my fav genres are Fantasy, murder mystery, romance, and classical literature. If you have any book recs I would love to hear them! Especially if it’s queer!
Raging homosexual.
I kin Remus and Regulus and I've been in the marauders fandom for about 2-3 years now, I think, and I’m going to start writing fanfiction so if anyone has any ideas for fics you want I would love to hear them!
Some of my fav music artists are: David Bowie, Conan Gray, Cavetown, Ashnikko, Taylor Swift, Girl in red, Chappell Roan, Halsey, Yungblood, Hozier, Florence & The Machine, Queen, Mother Mother.
If you are Homophobic, racist, transphobic, a terf, ect. close the door on your way out.
I think that is everything but if I think of anything else I’ll add it!
Feel free to message me! I’m really fucking lonely lmao
When Harry gets suspended for fighting back against a classmate’s homophobic harassment, it sparks more than a school disciplinary meeting — it ignites a legal battle.
Remus and Sirius, his fiercely protective guardians, refuse to let history repeat itself. As lawyers get involved, civil rights groups take notice, and the media begins circling, Harry finds himself at the center of a fight for more than just his safety — for visibility, justice, and the right to be believed.
With Ron and Hermione gathering evidence, a quiet ally watching from the shadows, and echoes of past marches and broken silence trailing behind them, the Lupin-Black family stands their ground.
Because survival isn’t enough — not anymore.
Just posted the first chapter! Check it out: https://archiveofourown.org/works/66901729
Harry's Classroom Antics (A Moomy & Dadfoot Adventure)
summary: Harry's just trying to survive primary school with his dignity (and sarcasm) intact, but apparently making jokes in class is a crime now. After another detention-worthy wisecrack, Sirius and Remus are called in for a serious chat with his teacher—who clearly doesn’t know what to do with a kid raised by a literal werewolf and his chaotic husband.
Featuring: Remus being the responsible one, Sirius trying really hard not to laugh (and failing), Harry being a smart mouth, and love looking like helping with math homework and worrying you’re not doing enough.
1,775k words
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/66790642
This is my first time writing fanfiction so please be kind! <3
Dear people who are in support of what Donald Trump is doing (taking down suicide hotlines, deporting immigrants without trial, banning trans people from joining the military, putting pride month on hold, etc.)
get the actual fuck off my blog. I hope you realize what you’re supporting before it’s too late, and we’re already halfway there
Some assorted thoughts regarding Harry and Remus' relationship that struck me while re-reading Deathly Hallows (still not even at the half-way point):
How much affection Harry, Ron and Hermione feel for Remus. It's evident in how they treat him, how they act around him, how they talk about him. There's respect, but also a lot of care. It's very endearing and something I didn't catch when I was a teen. Deathly Hallows is when they finally start using his first name, too. There's not a definite before and after either, they just do it.
After Harry and Remus' big confrontation, Harry regrets how he talked to Remus and regrets calling him a coward. Both Ron and Hermione immediately disapprove of how Harry talked to Remus and agree that he shouldn't have called him that. Harry's definitely scared he's lost or damaged his relationship with Remus.
The conclusion of that scene isn't as clear-cut as I remembered —Harry even questions who James would have sided with (and there's no clear answer to that). I love that the narrative doesn't side with either of them: they were both reacting emotionally and irrationally, and were brought very low by fear and stress.
The relationship between Harry and Remus is underexplored in the fandom, I think. They adore each other and very little of that has to do with James. They're incredibly similar (Harry's a hypocrite when he tells Remus to go back to his family: Harry's been attempting to abandon Ron, Hermione and the Weasleys to protect them since at least Order of the Phoenix) and they clash more than once in DH. It's interesting to see them react when they want to be stubborn but they know the other one's right. I wish they could have been adults together for longer: I think they would have only gotten closer and closer as time went by. I can see them meeting up and sharing a beer in times of peace.
Harry's always so happy to see Remus too. He genuinely adores him and I adore them.
And correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't Dolohov the one who killed Remus? Harry had the chance to kill him at the beginning of the book and didn't, kind of proving Remus' point about them being past the point of disarming and stunning spells. This isn't even the first time Harry's decision to not kill (over the adults' decision to do so) has come back to bite him in the ass, given that Peter's the reason Voldemort was able to come back. I love that Rowling is so unforgiving with her characters: you made a choice, you have to deal with the consequences.
Another interesting tidbit: the next time Harry hears from Remus after their confrontation is when he gets to listen to him in Potterwatch. Remus is asked to send Harry a message and Harry's not only comforted (and embarrassed, cutie pie) by his words, but asks himself if this means Remus has forgiven him. He doesn't even think about Dora or Teddy, which I think is interesting. Hermione also points out how brave everyone doing Potterwatch is.
It's cute that that confrontation is meant to cut their last bond to childhood and comfort before they set off on their journey (now they're all alone), and it's comfort and hope (the reminder that they're not alone, that there's other people fighting) that comes back with Remus (he's the one to say the more reassuring news) and Potterwatch.
“Yes—yes— a boy,” said Lupin again, who seemed dazed by his own happiness. He strode around the table and hugged Harry; the scene in the basement of Grimmauld Place might never have happened.
“You’ll be godfather?” he said as he released Harry.
“M–me?” stammered Harry.
“You, yes, of course—Dora quite agrees, no one better— ”
“I—yeah—blimey— ”
Harry felt overwhelmed, astonished, delighted; now Bill was hurrying to fetch wine, and Fleur was persuading Lupin to join them for a drink.
“I can’t stay long, I must get back,” said Lupin, beaming around at them all: He looked years younger than Harry had ever seen him.
Remus comes into Shell Cottage like a whirlwind to announce Teddy's birth, and Harry can't stop noticing how happy Remus looks. He says it in like four different ways. I've always thought "dazed by his own happiness" is just the cutest way to describe how overwhelmed and deliriously happy Remus is.
Also worth noting that their argument seemed to still be in Harry's mind, while Remus doesn't even hesitate to hug Harry (especially significant given that in Prisoner of Azkaban he didn't dare lay a hand on Harry's shoulder). While Harry remembers their argument with worry and fear, Remus is proud, thankful and happy that Harry called him out. He's the only one of the Marauders that gets to see Harry as an equal, as a fellow adult, and it delights me. There's so much love there, so much care, from both of them.
Of course, after this and that one scene where Remus is showing baby pictures at Hogwarts (yes, that's a gratuitous reminder that Remus died with his son's baby pictures in his pocket), it's no wonder Harry has a breakdown after seeing Remus' and Dora's bodies. I didn't remember his reaction being this strong:
As Ginny and Hermione moved closer to the rest of the family, Harry had a clear view of the bodies lying next to Fred. Remus and Tonks, pale and still and peaceful-looking, apparently asleep beneath the dark, enchanted ceiling.
The Great Hall seemed to fly away, become smaller, shrink, as Harry reeled backward from the doorway. He could not draw breath. He could not bear to look at any of the other bodies, to see who else had died for him. He could not bear to join the Weasleys, could not look into their eyes, when if he had given himself up in the first place, Fred might never have died . . .
He turned away and ran up the marble staircase. Lupin, Tonks . . . He yearned not to feel . . . He wished he could rip out his heart, his innards, everything that was screaming inside him . . .
Of course, what's crashing down on him is bigger than them in particular, but I thought it worth pointing out. He sees Fred's death and even helps move his body, but the trigger for this big emotional reaction —his complete dissociation, what makes him hit rock bottom— is Remus' and Dora's deaths. He also focuses specifically on them moving forward (notice that last paragraph, and remember that he apologizes to Remus when he brings him back with the Resurrection Stone).
There's so much more to say about them. It's been a treat to rediscover them.
(I want to make it clear that, while this story was mostly created with AI, it still has meaningful parts that come from me and made it personal)
I found this while scrolling through the Sirius Black/Remus Lupin tag. The amount of DISAPPOINTMENT I felt. And this isn't the first time I've seen it.
Using AI at all does not make it PERSONAL. Fanfiction is made by fans not AI. Recently, ao3 was scraped or whatever it's called that stole thousands and thousands of works that have been written by humans to train AI to copy works to better make fics like these. My own works that I put so much effort into, that I am proud of will be used to train and model AI to make it better at creating stories like these.
AI has no place in this fandom. It has no place in ANY fandom. MAKE YOUR OWN WORKS, no matter how crappy it is, or how bad you think it is. It's yours, it's human it's BETTER THAN ANYTHIING THOSE FUCKING ALGORITHMS COULD EVER WRITE.
Delete that chatgpt tab. Stop using AI to steal from actual writers. Writing your own fics is the only way you're going to get better. Using AI is not how to improve. It's how to make it selfless and inhuman. No matter how you tell the algorithm to make your own experiences into the story, it will never be personal.
There is no creativity in AI. Everything word it uses to answer your prompt has come from somewhere. It destroys fandom spaces by removing the authenticity and creativity of works.
Plus, each AI prompt uses around about 500mL of water to stop the systems from overheating while generating your prompts. This water is sourced from natural lakes/underground stores which are needed to sustain many ecostystems.
Don't trust me? Look up the dangers of using AI. Even if you're just generating a story, it will encourage more and more people to normalise using AI. When this happens, we're fucked.
I don't care if you're going to fucking fight me on this one. Have at it. I will stand by it that AI should never be used in a fandom space. No exceptions. Learn to write yourself, or ask another writer to write it for you. Use the prompt you would have given to AI to another human so they can turn it into something good.
Help my family in Gaza and give them hope to live in peace
… AHMED Zidan needs your support for Help my family in Gaza and give them hop
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Help my family in Gaza and give them hope to live in peace 💔🚨
Hi, I am Ahmed from Palestine, from the northern part of Gaza City. I am 33 years old, married, and a father of two children. I live in the Jabalia refugee camp with my family, which consists of 19 members, in a four-story house.
Since the beginning of the war on Gaza on October 7th, life in northern Gaza has been extremely difficult, lacking basic necessities due to the siege imposed by the Israeli army on the northern part of the Gaza Strip. The occupation has blocked food, medicine, water, electricity, and even communication networks. Thousands of airstrikes have been carried out, and hundreds of massacres have been committed, mostly affecting innocent civilians, the majority of whom are children and women. The infrastructure, thousands of homes, and civilian facilities have been destroyed.
On May 12th, 2024, the Israeli army besieged the Jabalia camp for the second time and ordered us to evacuate, informing us that it was a military operation zone and a dangerous combat area. We were forced to leave our homes in the camp and flee under heavy bombardment and intense gunfire, navigating through the rubble and bodies lying in the streets and on the roads. We became homeless, with no food or water. During this difficult siege, I lost two of my brothers, Abdullah, 30 years old, and Atallah, 26 years old, due to random shelling and airstrikes on the camp.
Why am I collecting donations?
After more than 15 months of war, on January 19th, 2025, the ceasefire came into effect, and we returned to the camp to check on our home. However, we were shocked by the extent of the destruction and devastation in the camp. The homes had turned into piles of rubble, and we could no longer recognize the places or roads due to the scale of the damage. Our house was completely destroyed, leaving us homeless. Now, my family and I live in a small tent that is insufficient for the number of family members. It offers no privacy, no bathroom, no kitchen, and it does not protect us from the summer heat or the winter cold. We are living in an overcrowded environment with displaced people, chaos, piles of garbage, and the spread of diseases, especially among the displaced children.
This war has forced us to live in extremely harsh conditions and an environment that is unfit for human life. We continue to suffer every day from the ongoing war, repeated displacement, lack of resources and essentials, fear, pain, and oppression. Not to mention the hardship of fetching water, standing in long queues for basic needs, and struggling to find food—another challenge added to our suffering in this devastating war that is destroying people, buildings, trees, and animals. All of this has exhausted our bodies and deeply affected our mental well-being.
Therefore, I am reaching out to you through this humanitarian platform to help me support my family, rebuild our destroyed home, and contribute to providing the basic necessities of life so that I can live with my family with dignity and freedom.
• How will these donations be used?
1) An apartment will be rented to temporarily house my family until the reconstruction of the destroyed house is completed, as an alternative to a tent, at a cost of $600 per month for at least two years. (An estimated total cost of $14,000 over the two years.)
2) Purchase the basic tools and equipment necessary to furnish the rented apartment at an estimated cost of $5,000.
3) Purchase clothing and basic necessities for all family members at an estimated cost of $6,000.
4) Remove the rubble of the destroyed house and rebuild it at an estimated cost of $140,000.
5) Purchase the tools and equipment necessary to furnish all apartments in the new house at an estimated cost of $35,000.
• How does your donation and support make a difference?
Your support and donation is a noble humanitarian cause that supports and strengthens our resilience during the war. This contribution, even if it is small, will make a huge difference in my life and the life of my family.
Please help us to live in safety and peace, to start over to achieve our ambitions and dreams, and to create a safe environment for our children that will provide them with a bright future.
After visiting the hospital and seeing the doctor, it became clear that Ahmed needed urgent surgery, but the cost was expensive and we didn't have enough money. I don't know how long Ahmed will be able to endure the pain. Please help me get the surgery. Ahmed was born through IVF and was admitted to the incubator due to holes in his heart. He was exposed to artificial oxygen, which affected his eyesight and caused vision problems. You are my only hope with your donation and sharing this post.
Hello , I am Shareef Alamoudy, I am from Gaza married and have twins children… Mohammed Mohammed needs your support for Donate to Save My
We need your help. The situation is very difficult. You are our last hope. Food, clothes, milk, rent, everything has become very expensive. My son Ahmed needs heart surgery and eye surgery. Save my son so he can complete his treatment and undergo the operation. In addition to my family in Gaza, my father, mother, brothers and sisters are living in very difficult conditions as a result of the war and continuous bombing. We hope you will help by donating and sharing the post 🙏🙏
A new evacuation order was issued again tonight and this is my tenth displacement I no longer have money to bring a car to take us to a safe place as the occupation claims I do not have the health to walk long distances my children and I have not eaten anything since yesterday except a piece of bread the size of the fingers I do not know what to do or where to go should I stay so they can kill us or go out and walk while we are unable to walk please I appeal to your conscience and humanity donate to me I need money we want food and water and a tent to live in and money to escape with my children from the burning and bombing donate please🥺😥😥😭💔🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🍉
Av Ave, a young adult living in the south of the United States, created this fundraiser for T… Tahrir Osama needs your support for Help Tahr
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I’m Inge Kassab 22, dental student in alazhar university Gaza, I have finished three years of my studies at the university and unfortunately my university has completely destroyed due to the war in Gaza and I can’t go abroad the city to continue my studies because all boarders around us were closed and I forced to live her under bombing.
For almost a whole year and half I have been living in Gaza, where wardestruction and chaos spread everywhere in Gaza.
My home and my university were completely destroyed .
I am currently in Deir El Balah after I have displaced from my city Gaza , trying to save money to rebuild home to live in a safe place with my family. My father is an old man who lost his work and my mom also lost her work. I need you to support me and my family to build our life again.
Because of the war, it has become impossible to provide money to live, buy food, clean and drinkable water, and education here. This money will be used to provide what the war has destroyed for us, and also to provide a place to stay, especially since we are now approaching the winter season, where we need winter clothes, repair the damage to the house, and provide what protects us from the cold and hunger of winter.
Gaza has become a place full of destruction and is no longer suitable for any opportunity here. Diseases have spread in the Gaza Strip, especially those skin diseases for which there is no treatment due to the war. The water here has also become polluted water and has spread, and there is not enough food for everyone here.
I created this campaign to ask for help and support from you. As a human being who lived an entire year and half under the flames of war, destruction, and tragedies, I am addressing you and asking you for help, to help me get a chance to survive war, death, and hunger with my family, and to start from scratch. A new journey of living and recovering from those traumas and painful memories that we experienced in the war. So we stayed in the Gaza Strip under the genocide to live in difficult conditions and complete our studies with the least available means. Before the war began, I was at the beginning of the clinical stage and the beginning of my work on patients, but the war came and destroyed all my dreams, as I lost my university and my dental tools, which cost my father more than $1,000, and I lost my future. But now I am trying to return again in order to complete the number of study hours and graduate. Therefore, I need your help to complete what remains, as there is only very little left to graduate and go out to work and help patients.
This money will also help me to cover our living expenses and buy food in Gaza. Buying food and groceries in Gaza is something we cannot afford every day because of the high prices, and there is no opportunity to work here. The money will also be used to buy available cooking gas, wood and firewood which will also be used to provide fires for cooking and also to keep warm from the cold at night in the coming days. Also I want to build my own clinic after graduation.
I hope you will hear my voice and help me get a chance to evacuate from here, and a chance to evacuate from Gaza if we can .
I am a person whose dreams, life, and ambitions were stolen during the war. All I have left is the hope of escaping from here. Help me revive this hope ❤️🙏🙏
So Please Help Me to Put (Dr.) before my name.
Sorry For tagging you guys randomly but this is the only way to reach more people and to gain your attention please help me sharing my story to people who care about Palestinians 💔🙏🙏‼️🇵🇸
Hi, I'm Tristan from the Netherlands, running this campaign on behalf of Inge, who tells her story below:
I won't forgive anyone skip this and don't help me and my kids. I depend on you you are my last hope to survive 😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔
16/5/2025
10:56Am
New update for the Modern Holocaust in Gaza ‼️‼️
The last attempt for ceasefire is gone after Trump left the middle East without giving any hope about us so this is the end in Gaza 💔💔😭😭 🥺🥺🥺 ((killing+starvation)))
We lost hope this time and they will kill the rest of us by bombing or by starving so please read this and share as much as you can 🙏🙏🥺‼️
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My full story 🙏💔
I'm Areej I was an English teacher and a creative writer at we are not numbers before war and everything change after October 7. Also I'm a creative writer at we are not numbers.
Dear my kind donors!
I am a mother of three children. We have lived through the war for a year and a half, and we have lost everything we own. My husband is a man who did not work. Before the war, I did not have a breadwinner or any source of income. During the war I didn't give up to teach so I volunteered and had good chance to help some students to get engaged again with English in a very creative way.
Please Save those innocent kids from war 🥺‼️🙏🙏
We are in tents for almost two years because our home was destroyed and my kids are starving now with no enough food 😭‼️🥺After our several evacuation from place to another.Now we don't have a house after it was destroyed by missiles. I now ask you to help me rebuild my house. And buy basics for the daily essentials for my children and I need money so that we can stand up again and start again.
This war wasn't easy at all it has taken many friends at work, students and some of my colleagues at the university. They are almost ten souls I won't never forget . Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
My lovely students before war 🥺
My lovely home 💔💔‼️
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of my students and my friends is really hurts.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
Note to mention the other very expensive essential goods. I hope you will stand by me to get food
The crossings boarders are closed again these days and war return in Gaza. The crossing through which food enters has been closed for more than 30 days. We have nothing to eat, and even if we do, the prices are exorbitant. Some of the prices listed are:
1 kg of meat = $100 now there is no meat
1 chicken = 70$ there is no chicken
1 kg of fish = 100$ now it costs 200$
1 bag of flour = $200 now it costs 600$
1 kg of cooking gas = $150 now it costs 1000$
1 kg of sugar = $50
1 kg of eggplant = $20
1 kg of onions = $50
1 kg of tomatoes = $20
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line
Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
. $5 might not seem like much, but it could mean a meal, clean water, or a tiny bit of hope for my family.
. Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
To help me and my family you can donate here or at least you can share this post to people who can support us in gaz
To sump up I'm seeking for help, I'm trying to scrape together the $800 monthly rent, that's all I need each month for my kids and to get some food for us 🙏😭💔
So Sorry For tagging you guys randomly but this is the only way to reach more people and to gain your attention please help me sharing my story to people who care about Palestinians 💔🙏🙏‼️🇵🇸
You can support my family here
Here 🙏🎁🎁
Hello, my name is Areej. I was an English teacher before the war, but everything changed after October 7th.
Or directly here
Become a supporter of Support Areej family in Gaza❤️🙏 today!
Help support Tariq Shatat by donating or sharing with your friends.
We need your help, the situation is unsuitable and dangerous, we need your help, you are our last hope... Food, clothes, milk, and everything else has become expensive, and we are in the holy month of Ramadan...😭😔🤲
We want food to eat after fasting for 15 hours, nothing is like before... The prices are very expensive...😞
The elderly, our children, us... we all need food, drink, medicine, milk and winter clothes... We live in tents that do not protect us from the cold of winter. 🥶
Please help us... Any donation will save our lives and the lives of our children.🙏😭👶
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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 crossings have been closed for more than two months, with no food.‼️🚨
The situation is very dangerous.😭 We are on the verge of death, from hunger on one hand and from bombing on the other. Please help us and donate so we can buy food. Every donation will save our lives and keep us alive.🙏🫂
The situation in Gaza is very disastrous. We are majoring in a real famine. Guys, there is no food, no cooking, clean water. Save us and my family. Help us obtain the simplest necessities of life. Please, we need you. Do not hold back on donations. 5 euros will help serve us and my family. Donate via my donation link.😢🍉❤️🇵🇸🙌🚨
, my family and I consist of 6 people, I was studying accounting at my university and my brother Zidane and I lost our university, and I was happy with my life until October 7, we moved to the south with difficulty, me and my family, walking on foot, it is impossible to forget this day, it is engraved in my memory, the bombing was over our heads and we were just people, we just wanted safety, and when we arrived in the south, unfortunately our life was very difficult, we lived the winter and summer in the south, the two seasons are more difficult than each other, in the winter we do not sleep from the bitter cold, and in the summer we do not sleep from the heat of the tents and the difficulty of transportation and obtaining water, no safety, no cleanliness, I lost my home, I lost my university, I lost my friends, I am very tired, I want help and to have a safe and clean life, please help me, my family and I are in danger, we want safety, I am tired of this life, bombing, destruction, starvation, high cost of living, I want a safe life, all of you are able to help me towards a better life and complete my educational path, please do not leave us alone, we love life, I want peace🚨🍉🇵🇸😭
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Only €1,545 raised of €50K target despite fundraising since July 2024! Only 1 donation in the past 16 days!!
You can enter my necklace raffle (2.0) if you donate to this fundraiser!
I am Randa from Gaza, I am 21 years old, my family and I consist of 6 people, I was studying… Randa Sobh needs your support for Please help
Your donations help people facing frequent bombings every day afford food, water, and other basic needs – it is literally lifesaving!! Please share this fundraiser and donate if you are able to! Every little bit helps!
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The war has returned after 15 months of death and genocide. We have never rested. We are losing people every day, most of them children and women... The bombing is everywhere. Our children are afraid...The sound is frightening.😭
There is no food, no drink, no medicine, the crossing is closed and everything is expensive.
‼️We don't want to die. Please donate and help us so we can buy food and medicine for my mother and save ourselves from death. Just donate. 😭🙏😞🫂‼️
My name is Freya Knarr and I live near Chicago, IL. Because Gofundme does not allo… Freya Knarr needs your support for Help Wasim's family r
I am Kholoud Al-Hanawi From Gaza 🇵🇸, the wife of Dr. Ahmad, a surgeon who risked his life in the war to save others. But today, he stands helpless—unable to save his own children. Our home is gone, reduced to rubble, and now we live in a tattered tent, barely shielding us from the burning sun and freezing nights. We have lost everything… but the worst pain is watching our children suffer.
Our precious babies, Yazan (9 years old) and Zeina (2 years old), are battling a cruel disease—Plaque Ichthyosis Psoriasis 🩸. Their delicate skin cracks, bleeds, and burns every single day. Every movement is agony. Every night is filled with their cries of pain. No child should suffer like this.
Tonight, Yazan looked at me with tear-filled eyes and whispered:
“Mama… will I be like this forever?” 😢
I swallowed my pain and forced a smile. How do I tell him that the medicine he desperately needs is beyond our reach? $500 every 3 days—that’s what it costs to ease their pain. But how can we afford it when we barely have food to survive?
Then came his next question… the one that shattered me completely:
“Mama… will I die if we don’t get the medicine?” 💔
No mother should ever have to hear these words from her child. No child should have to live in constant agony, wondering if they will survive. I am begging… if you hear me, if you feel our pain, please help us before it’s too late. 🙏💔
Your donation means life to us 🥹🙏
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It is with a heavy heart that I reach out to you to share with you the urgent plight of my child… Chadia Daoud needs your support fo
