we have $164.80 toward a $240.70 light bill, but we’re still short and have 2 days until shutoff. we need urgent help with this bill, plus groceries, necessities, and laundry. $75.90 is still needed. if you can donate or share, it would mean a lot.
These may be my last words or the last time I write a post, so I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and does not support me with a single word and ignores me.
I write these words in great pain, my eyes brimming with tears. I can no longer bear this situation. I am exhausted by hunger, severe anemia, my father's cancer, and the exorbitant cost of the medications he needs.
All I care about is getting rid of the cancer my father is suffering from and the constant pain. Please help me buy his medication so his body can recover and he can resume his life, and to save me, my entire family, and my young niece who is suffering from malnutrition and anemia.
Nader's father needs pain relief. Donate what you can. This is campaign number 4 on the @gazavetters account. I personally assure you that your donations will go directly to Nader, his family, and his ailing father.
Friends, our last donation was a day ago, and our lives depend entirely on your donations and assistance. Please donate now and give what you can to help us. Please donate now.
Friends, please don't hesitate to support us and donate. You are our hope. Please don't stop. Our entire lives depend on these donations. Please donate, I beg you.
Please Replog Or Donate For My Family and my cat 🐈💔🙏
I am reham, his condition, and all the families of Gaza are very difficult, they do not have the necessities of life, no medicine, no food, no health, no education, nothing but death and destruction I appeal to everyone who sees my campaign to stand by my family, Whether by donating or sharing the story with your friends to raise an amount that will help my family get out of Gaza safely 💔🍉
I am a nurse at Nasser and Al-Khair Hospital in Khan Yunis I also used to work for Dentist K But at the present time, I have lost my job, which was a source of income for me and my family in the past, and now all I will have left is the donation link that I made in order to help my family, about thousands.But it takes time I hope to achieve the goal of my campaign.
I also want to do charitable work and spread the first aid course to children and women because we really need that urgently at the present time because of this war and genocide that we are exposed to.I lost my brother because of this war, and I really miss him. The loss is painful.
My mother is sick and needs treatment, and my little brother, whose name is Ali, suffered from jaundice due to the food contamination to which we were exposed. Your donation, I use it for my family and provide them with healthy food.
I have been afflicted with a great emptiness and depression because of his distance from me. I hope you pray for him too, may God have mercy on him. 💔🥺🙏
A heartbreaking moment that turned into a call for help.
A content creator approached a mother outside a children’s cancer hospital, only to learn that her 9-year-old daughter is currently battling brain cancer. Through tears, the mother shared that they are also facing eviction and struggling to stay afloat during her daughter’s treatment.
A GoFundMe has now been created to support the family during this incredibly difficult time.
If you feel moved to help, the GoFundMe link is available below:
You can click the link for the GoFundme.
🎥 Content Creator: @isaiahgarza
🔗 GoFundMe:
Just one year ago, J'Naii and her family lost everything when their… Isaiah Garza needs your support for Help J'Naii Fight Brain Cancer & No
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Ramadan in Gaza is not the same.
While the world prepares for iftar with warm meals and family gatherings, we prepare with fear… fear of hunger, fear of bombs, fear of tomorrow.
In Gaza, Ramadan comes under war, siege, and unbearable prices. Basic food items have become luxuries. Flour, rice, cooking oil — things that should be simple — are now out of reach for many families.
We are not asking for comfort. We are asking for survival.
This holy month is meant to be about mercy, compassion, and giving. Please let your Ramadan kindness reach Gaza. Your donation — no matter how small — can help us secure food and basic needs in these impossible days.
Stand with us. Remember Gaza in your prayers. And if you can, please donate and share.
My name is Jehad's Khalid, a 30-year-old lawyer and a father fighting to save his family’s life.
Help support Jehad Kassab by donating or sharing with your friends.
Tomorrow is the first day of Ramadan in Palestine. In Gaza, hunger is already part of daily life. During Ramadan, we fast from dawn until sunset, with no food and no water.
My children, Layan, Sarah, and Adam, want to fast like Muslim children around the world.I just wish I could encourage them by telling them that something delicious is waiting for them at iftar, like every fasting child deserves.
If you can help us provide some food and drinks for them, it would mean so much.Your support means that fasting children will have something warm and comforting waiting for them at sunset.
New update 19 july 2025
(And now... simply help us survive.)
My nam… Enas Alanqar needs your support for From Education and Safety to
TLDR, my cats and I lost our apartment last month are in need of financial help to move.
We’ve landed somewhere safely in the midst of transition and are now in need of help securing a room and a moving van. As of 3/1 y’all have helped us raise $538.74/$1000 🫶🏿
I write these words with tears streaming down my face. My nephew, Nasser, a child not yet ten years old, is withering away before our very eyes. The cursed malnutrition is turning his small body into a mere shadow of its former self, and I stand helpless before the cries of his mother's anguish, her tears ceaseless as she watches him slip away from her sight, little by little.
This is a struggle for survival. Poverty is trying to steal what's most precious to us, and your silence could cost him his life. I'm not asking for much; I'm simply asking you to give Nasser a chance to be a child again, to play and laugh.
Life should not be measured at a price, however, my nephew's life depends on your help. Save him from the clutches of loss. Don't let poverty steal it forever.
Please, this is a time we can't waste, please, every minute we're responsible for. Please donate, don't let hunger end up with it. Please. Please donate now. Please, please.
Please guys, he is now in a very difficult condition. Please, dear, donate and do not ignore the above all please. I will not forgive those who were able to donate and did not donate. Please, he's in the toughest period of his life.
Hey guys, he's gonna die if we don't save him, please. We need your help a lot. If you see this post, don't ignore and pass like you haven't seen anything. Please help and donate
No, no, no, at 12 pm, Nasser's mother is unable to sleep because she thinks about it a lot, please donate now and do not ignore this real suffering And Nasser's life is in danger, and every minute that passes, it's like he's losing a drop of blood. Please help now and donate.
A mother's plea: Help us survive and protect my child who was born in war.
My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.
I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.
After we got married, I received the news that I was pregnant with my daughter, and I live in constant fear for my unborn child. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and bitter cold. We have been displaced from our home more than nine times, carrying with us nothing but the burden of loss and the hope of survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely protects us from the rain and cold.How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?
After a long pregnancy filled with pain and fear, after nights without sleep, I finally gave birth to my baby girl. She was born in the middle of bombing, surrounded by destruction and poverty—not in a warm room, not in a safe place. Her first cry mixed with the sound of explosions, as if she was announcing her arrival into a cruel world she never chose.
I gave birth to her with nothing but my heart. I cannot promise her anything. Poverty surrounds us from every side, and the cold reaches her tiny body before night even comes. My baby and I are suffering deeply, not because we ask for much, but because I am unable to provide her with the most basic needs: milk, warmth, and safety.
When I look into her eyes, I feel strength. When I look at my empty hands, I break down in tears. I am a mother trying to save her child from hunger and fear, in a world that has shown no mercy even to the dreams of children.😢🥹
To donate or support us, here is the link 👇🙏
Help Sahar and Mohammed Build a Safe Home for Their Baby
Sa… Jordan Brusso needs your support for Help Sahar and Mohammed Build a Safe H
From the depths of my heart, thank you for your kindness and compassion🥹❤️🙏
Hello and thank you for visiting our page. My name is Kristina and I am helping raise funds for Alaa, a single mother in Gaza trying to surv
Hello friends, I am your friend Alaa, who lost her husband in the war. I gave birth to my daughter, Fatoum, without her ever seeing her father.
We are going through a very difficult humanitarian situation.
My campaign is extremely weak, and it is my only source of income for my daughter, Fatoum.
Fatoum is sick because of the cold weather and the lack of proper heating.
We are suffering greatly from all conditions. Our tent is very poor and not suitable for living.Everything here is hard to find. There is no source of income, no money, and my daughter is very ill.
Please help me.😭🙏🙏
This is a humanitarian case, and no matter how small your donation is, it will help me provide a dignified life for my daughter.
Khan Younis… a city overwhelmed by displacement, suffocating under the weight of tents and silent screams.Families fleeing from one danger into another, with nothing but broken dreams and borrowed blankets.
Children are starving. Mothers spend the day searching for crumbs. Fathers are shadows of themselves, carrying pain they can’t express. No clean water. No food. No medicine.
This is not a page from history — this is now. In Khan Younis. In the dust and mud, among torn tents and empty pots.
Hunger is the only language left. The cries are loud, even if the world has stopped listening.
Please, don’t turn away. Every share, every donation can help.
My name is Motaz, and my wife is Huda. We got married only three months before the war. We d… Adam M needs your support for Help Feed & Hous
Hello and thank you for visiting our page. My name is Kristina and I am helping raise funds for Alaa, a single mother in Gaza trying to surv
Hello friends, I am your friend Alaa, who lost her husband in the war. I gave birth to my daughter, Fatoum, without her ever seeing her father.
We are going through a very difficult humanitarian situation.
My campaign is extremely weak, and it is my only source of income for my daughter, Fatoum.
Fatoum is sick because of the cold weather and the lack of proper heating.
We are suffering greatly from all conditions. Our tent is very poor and not suitable for living.Everything here is hard to find. There is no source of income, no money, and my daughter is very ill.
Please help me.😭🙏🙏
This is a humanitarian case, and no matter how small your donation is, it will help me provide a dignified life for my daughter.
My name is Mohammad Saber, I’m 17 years old, and I live in Gaza. I am the second child in my family, and I have younger brothers and sisters.
Since the beginning of the war, our situation has been very difficult. We have been displaced around twenty times, and with each time, the destruction has been worse than before. We have experienced famine in all its harshness, risking our lives just to get flour and food, and my father has been unemployed since the start of the war.
When the ceasefire came, we returned to our partially damaged home and tried to clean and fix what we could. Things were starting to stabilize, and we had a little hope. But unfortunately, as always, the ceasefire was violated, and the army advanced past the “yellow line.” Our home was completely destroyed in just one day, along with the homes of our neighbors in the Shujaiya area. The entire neighborhood was leveled, leaving a heartbreaking scene.
Today, we live in a tent that does not protect us from the cold or rain. Every day is a struggle to get water, bread, and food. The hardest part is knowing that this time, there is no place left to return to, no home to hold onto with hope. We have lost almost everything, and all that remains is hope in God and in kind-hearted people.
I know I created my fundraising link later than others in Gaza, and until now, I haven’t received any donations. But I still believe in the goodness of people, and I hope you can extend a helping hand to save my family, even with a small contribution.
https://chuffed.org/project/147854-help-me
Please don’t ignore my message, and donate to my campaign if you can, as your support can make a huge difference in our lives
the concept of MLK Jr. Day & Juneteenth sales by nonblack owned and operated businesses who either dont hire Black American people, underpay and overwork the Black employees they do have, and who don’t get the holidays off but their majority nonblack corporate counterparts DO, is a level of present day dystopia bred in necropolitics & the continued cannibalization of Blackness to sustain a zombie economic system that’s hinged on us as products to work.