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Hello friends, I am Abdullah Salem Abdullah, 26 years old, a graduate of the University College with a degree in Information Technology - Mu
Hello friends, I am Abdullah Salem Abdullah Jaafar, 26 years old, a graduate of the University College with a degree in Information Technology - Multimedia. I used to have a beautiful family; I’m married and have four children, and my wife is pregnant.
I previously worked at a multimedia company, but because of the war, I lost my job, my home, my car, and now I have no place to live or work.
During the war, we were forced to evacuate more than four times. Each time, we had to leave everything behind without taking any of our personal belongings.
I live in northern Gaza.
We were displaced to southern Gaza, then to Deir al-Balah, then to Rafah, and now we live in an uninhabitable tent that is not suitable for living.
My daughter Rahaf was martyred in the war due to Israeli airstrikes. Now I have Iman, Malak, Basel, and my wife is in her seventh month of pregnancy.
Please, I am in desperate need of your help just to provide food and water for my children.
My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
War has returned to our home. Again.
And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness.
Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out
Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help:
🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity
🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources
🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
💛 If you can, please support our journey here:
My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t
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Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours
Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war.
But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you.
Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring.
We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.
I still think that my favorite urban legend/folklore fact is that there are certain areas in New Orleans where you cannot get a taxi late at night not because it isn’t safe, but because taxi companies have had recurring problems of picking up ghosts in those areas who are not aware that they are dead and disappearing from the cab before reaching the destination and therefore stiffing the driver on the fare causing a loss for the company.
In a book about the tsunami in Japan in 2011, the writer talked about how there was a huge increase in reports of ghostly activity. Apparently in Japan treating ghosts rudely is basically considered the stupidest thing you could possibly do. For months after the tsunami, taxi drivers would pick up a passenger only to have them give an address in one of the devastated areas. The cab driver often looked up halfway to the destination to find their fare had disappeared. Not wanting to be impolite to the person (even if they were dead) they’d drive to the address, open the door to let them out, then drive away.
For the chronically anxious and/or otherwise mentally ill:
This is not a screamer, jumpscare, or any other kind of horror link I don’t know the name of. It will not cause you to question reality and as far as I’m aware, there is no reason it should cause any kind of hallucinations or psychosis. I don’t want to spoil the surprise because it’s DELIGHTFUL but I am happy to tell you it’s very sweet and gentle and also great lowkey stress relief. This is a cinnamon roll link appropriate for all ages (yes, all the way down to babies) and you will enjoy it if you click it. ❤️
it’s thanksgiving aka a GREAT day to donate to the wampanoag/wôpanâak language reclamation project. for those of you that don’t know, the wampanoag were living in the plymouth-area long before the pilgrims arrived and still live in massachusetts today. however, the number of native speakers in their language is very low and they need more supplies to teach new generations.
fun fact: the words for moose and massachusetts come from wampanoag
It's kinda funny that the Spider-Verse movies are such bangers when the actual Spider-Verse arc in the comics was like. kind of shit. Like it introduced Spider-Gwen and I'll always love it for that but the actual arc itself was nothing to write home about
Like the actual plot of Spider-Verse in the comics is that there's like an ancient immortal space vampire who eats spider-people so all the spider-people across dimensions have to team up to stop him but only the Real 616 Peter Parker can Truly save the day because he's the Most Special. Miles is like, a bit-player in this. It's mostly just a bombastic nonsense excuse to show different variants of Spider-Man getting murked.
The movie adapts way more from Miles' Ultimate Spider-Man origin as well as the Spider-Men book
comic book fans could make up literally anything and claim it happened in a run and like 90% of the audience would have no choice to take their word. Y'all should use this power less responsibly
@demilypyro You think you're being funny, but that is not more psychotic than Peter Porker, the Spectacular Spider-Ham, which is canon, and strongly supports alys' argument.
gay people. ballister spending half the movie firmly believing that if he just talks to ambrosius, ambrosius will believe him. and when he does. god. first off that imagery of the devil and angel on their shoulders respectively for ambrosius & the director and ballister & nimona. mwah. masterpiece. anyways. when they finally. finally. get a second face to face. ambrosius not believing him. did you ever really know me at all. what are you going to do kill me too. insane. happy pride to ballister ambrosius and their ten minute divorce. and THEN. the fucking. god. scene between them at the bar. nice homage. insane. but yeah. because i love you. oh but thee brainwashing. ambrosius the hero the goldenboy easily believing everything he's told. i want to go back to the way things were. anyways i had a point here i swear i had a point. he cut off his fucking arm ambrosius you sick son of a bitch i love you
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