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Help My family survive https://chuffed.org/project/158074-urgent-please-help-shahd-to-survive-this-genocide

[shahedmoatasem5]

Hello, my name is *Shahd*, and I’m a young mother from *Gaza*.

I’m currently in the final months of my pregnancy, and I have a baby girl who is suffering from *malnutrition*. We are living in extremely dangerous and heartbreaking conditions.

Before the war, I lived with my husband, baby, and family in a home filled with life and hope. But everything changed on *October 7, 2023*, when the war began. Our home was destroyed in the bombings. I lost my two beloved brothers, *Ahmed and Abdullah*—they died while trying to escape. We didn’t even get the chance to say goodbye.

Now, I live in a *damaged, unsafe place*, with no steady access to food, clean water, or medical care. My baby is sick. I haven’t eaten properly in two days. We have nothing.

I launched a donation campaign to help my family survive, but it was sadly *banned*, and I can no longer access the money raised. I’ve now started a *new campaign*, praying to reach kind-hearted people who can help.

https://chuffed.org/project/158074-urgent-please-help-shahd-to-survive-this-genocide

[shahedmoatasem]

📢💔 An urgent humanitarian appeal from a broken mother 💔📢

To those with compassionate hearts... To those in whose hearts mercy has never died...

I am a married woman, the mother of my little girl, Aysal 👶💞, and I am in the final months of my pregnancy 🤰

But instead of rejoicing at the arrival of my new baby... I am drowning in fear and 💔

🔹 We don't have food to satisfy our hunger...

🔹 We don't have diapers or milk for Aysal...

🔹 We can't afford the treatment and care my baby and I need...

🔹 My husband is unable to work because of the war, and all doors are closed in our faces...

Urgent: Please help Shahd to Survive this Genocide

Hello, I am running this campaign on behalf of Shahd. Please, read Shahd's message below, share, and donate if you can!

My daughter, my husband, and I live below the lifeline... We suffer in silence...

We have no one but God, and after Him, you 🙏

🌟 Any donation - no matter how small - will make a difference!

Your donation could save a life, bring peace to a scared mother's heart, and put a smile on the face of Aysel, who understands nothing of life except her mother's embrace and a drop of milk. 🍼💔

That's why I launched this campaign. 💔

And I appeal to you with tears in a mother's eye, help us with anything...

A simple donation from you could save our lives. 🙏

💌 Please, don't ignore my plea...

Share with us, help us, and make our voices heard everywhere. 🕊️

Perhaps it will reach a living heart and be the reason for our survival...

#SaveAysel #MotherAndHerFetusCampaign #DonationIsMercy

#HelpUsLive #CompassionateHearts #RescueCampaign

[shahedmoatasem-gaza]

Hello, I'm Shahd from Gaza.

I was born in 2006.

Urgent: Please help Shahd to Survive this Genocide

Hello, I am running this campaign on behalf of Shahd. Please, read Shahd's message below, share, and donate if you can!

I got married a year before the war.

My husband, my daughter, my mother-in-law, and my uncle and I lived in a house before it was bombed.

We were happy until the war broke out.

The war on Gaza began on October 7, 2023.

Here, hell began for us in Gaza. We lost our home and became homeless. My husband had nothing, and I had nothing.

My husband, his family, and I were displaced to the southern Gaza Strip for 15 months. I didn't go with her. Those were months of longing for my mother and brothers who were in northern Gaza.

My brothers Ahmed and Abdullah remained in the northern Gaza Strip. We were displaced several times because I live in Rafah, a border area close to the army.

During our displacement, we left the house and ran down the road to escape the shells and planes. Then came the thunderbolt. The shock was that death was faster than my brothers could escape... Here, here, we lost our loved ones. I lost my brothers, the apple of my eye, Ahmed. Ahmed left no children. And my mother is in pain because they departed to God without saying goodbye, without a kiss on their foreheads, a farewell kiss. After a while, we returned home. The house was severely damaged by demolition and the falling of stones from their places, which sheltered and protected us. Now, nothing protects us except some worn-out candles that do not protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter. Our suffering is great, but with your help, we may reach a better and more dignified life. I appeal to you to help me support myself, my mother, my loved ones, and my family. What you provide makes a difference in our lives as individuals. We live in a world that has forgotten the meaning of humanity and giving. May God bless you all. Please help me help my family. Anything you provide, even if it is small, will mean a lot to me. Please donate to me.