"No child should say goodbye like this."
In this image, a little boy gently touches the forehead of his brother—cold, lifeless, lying in a morgue. This is not a goodbye any child should ever experience. But in Gaza, it happens every single day.
And yet… someone looked at this heartbreaking moment and chose mockery over empathy. Someone called this grief “a cult.” As if pain needs permission. As if mourning a sibling is some kind of performance.
Instead of compassion, we receive mockery. Instead of help, we’re dehumanized.
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I hope you are well 🌹.
Can you help me get my voice heard? 💔
Can you reblog my pinned post from my blog or donate $10? 🙏
By helping to reblog my story, you could help my mother, who always needs medical treatment. I regularly buy medication for heart arrhythmia, asthma, and many other medications, and it’s very costly in this disaster we are living through. We are living in a tent with no shelter and not enough food. I even struggle to get flour. 🥺
Thank you so much 🫂❤️🙏
https://gofund.me/beae2ac7
I’m sorry that I can’t donate, but I’ll be sure to reblog your pinned post to spread the word.
📢 Help Rebuild Our Lives: A Family's Fight for Survival in Gaza❗🚨
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Hello everyone!!
Please share, like and donate this campaign with your friends, family and colleagues to help us achieve our goals. I would appreciate your assistance. Any amount, even if small, will make a difference in providing assistance to my family in our hour of need.
Thank you for taking the time to read this message and consider making a difference in the lives of those affected by the ongoing crisis in Gaza
With gratitude,
Lina & Her Family
Please take a moment to read my story.
I am Heba Al-Dahdouh. I currently live in the completely destroyed city of Gaza. Since the war on Gaza began on 7/1/2024, my family- my father Nasif, my mother Asmaa, and my siblings Khaled, Ahmad, Muhammad, and Malak-have been living in constant fear, crying, and suffering due to shrapnel, shells, and bullets.
We have no food, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools, no homes, no cleaning supplies, and no clothes. Our house was completely destroyed. My school has been bombed, and my brother Khaled's university is now rubble, depriving us all of education. The war has forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents unsuitable for living, especially in winter.
Every day we live death, terror, and panic a thousand times because of the ongoing bombardment of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the start of the war, we sought refuge at my aunt's house, but it too became rubble. Imagine: we have survived imminent death more than 20 times and have been displaced among shelters more than 13 times. My siblings and I have suffered from many illnesses due to malnutrition, and we need medication continuously.
If we stay in Gaza, we might lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza for a safe place. However, travel costs are extremely high. We need over $50,000 to leave Gaza. Due to exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, lack of security, the ongoing siege, and relentless bombardment, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity, with constant shelling and shrapnel flying above us? Dear compassionate friends around the world,
With your generous donations, even if small, you can save 7 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza filled with love, peace, and hope.
With my warmest regards from the city of Gaza,
Heba Al-Dahdouh
My name is Shada Kassab, and I am a 24-year-old mother living in Gaza. Every day is a fight for survival for me, my husband Hussein, and our baby boy Adam, who is just five months old.
Our lives have been turned upside down by war. My home has been reduced to rubble, and my husband lost his water truck, which was our only source of income. We’ve been forced to evacuate twice—from Deir el Balah to the Nuseirat camp—and now, we live in constant fear of what the future holds.
To make matters worse, Adam was born with clubfoot and urgently needs surgery. The cost for his treatment and specialized medical boots is at least $3000, but this surgery isn’t even possible in Gaza.
I recently graduated as a nurse, and I dream of building a better life for my family. But to do that, we must leave Gaza and start over in safety.
💔 I need your help to save my family and give Adam a future. Even a small donation 5$ can bring us closer to safety, and if you can’t donate, sharing our story means the world to us.
I dream of living in safety, of seeing Adam grow up healthy, and of building a better life for us all. Please don’t give up on us. Your kindness can make all the difference.
❤️ Thank you for taking the time to read this. Your support and compassion give us strength to keep going.
I would like to take a moment to say thanks for the follows, likes, fanart, and reblogs I’ve gotten so far. I wasn’t expecting for this to be noticed so fast, but I’m glad it has. I’m definitely excited to share more of my experiences on earth with you all. I hope we can continue to still learn more about each other!
My dear friend, 🌹
Welcome, I hope you are well. 🙏
I am writing to kindly ask for your support in reblogging my pinned post on my page❤🙏.
My name is Inas Imad from Gaza, and I am married and also pregnant with my first child. I may lose my child due to extreme hunger and the lack of medicine.
The situation is very dangerous in Gaza
In short, there are no minimum necessities for human life here. The situation is catastrophic and devastates humanity. Famine is intensifying, poverty is intensifying, goods are running out, and the danger of bombing is all around us.😟
I appeal to you and seek your help to share our story and our suffering through your pages, and to provide us with support and concern.🙏
My fetus is in danger and I need medications and needles to complete my pregnancy،This is my first child after three years of trying to get pregnant😭😭
Thank you very much.
Inas Imad from Gaza
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Campaign link🔗⬇️
https://gofund.me/ba6c3d2b
I’m sorry that I can’t donate, but I’ll be sure to reblog your pinned post to spread the word.
📢 Help Rebuild Our Lives: A Family's Fight for Survival in Gaza❗🚨
🚨Urgent 😟👇🇵🇸🚨
Hello everyone!!
Please share, like and donate this campaign with your friends, family and colleagues to help us achieve our goals. I would appreciate your assistance. Any amount, even if small, will make a difference in providing assistance to my family in our hour of need.
Thank you for taking the time to read this message and consider making a difference in the lives of those affected by the ongoing crisis in Gaza
With gratitude,
Lina & Her Family
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““oh! Ok then!” She slowly entered the room.
““these are some pretty flowers. Did you plant these?”
Blue Sunstone was walking when she noticed the old building. Being curious, and against her own inner judgment, she got closer. Right when she was at the door, she thought she heard someone inside. At first she was nervous, but then realized it sounded almost like an animal. She got curious, and slowly entered the building. “Ugh, why am I doing this? I know better! This is such a bad idea!” Even though she said that, she slowly kept going.
*they were in the flower room, their first friend's former office, tending to the flowers and cleaning off the furniture*
I'm Blue sunstone, my nickname is sparkles, but feel free to call me either one. I'm Blue diamonds former therapist, but any personal questions about our sessions will not be answered. I've decided to make this blog to learn more about the humans, animals, and plants that live on earth, and about the earth itself. This blog will also be used to log my own personal experiences on earth. I hope we can all learn something from one other.
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