Since The Start Of The War On Gaza On October 10, 2023, We Have Been Living In Very Difficult Conditions

‼️‼️We will die at any moment‼️‼️

Today, the Israeli occupation committed more than one massacre against children. More than 17 children were martyred in a restaurant bombing, where the bodies of children were removed without heads. I saw one of the bodies without a head. I can't stand all of this. More than 50,000 people were killed in the Gaza war, and the number is constantly increasing. Please, I don't want to be among the dead. Please help me and my family get out of the war zone. Please!!!😭

Please help me with a donation so that my family and I can travel outside Gaza to a safe area. Please, your donations will save us from certain death!!!😭🥲

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⚠️The cursed war destroyed my home after my beautiful little girl was trying to recover from autism and practicing her mental therapy exercises within the Red Crescent program. Her nervous attacks intensified, so I cannot provide painkillers and Speed Pan pills. She screams at night to make us feel that she is tired of life😭 and complains of weak immunity and chronic kidney failure💔

What is happening in Gaza is not just a war, it is a genocide and an ongoing massacre that is wiping out families and homes. We are innocent and have lost our homes, and the street has become our place.🌿 No one will give you a piece of cloth to put on the sand. We want peace and to return to complete the treatment of my disabled daughter.🥹 If you can sleep, I am crying because of my inability to meet the needs of my family. I will pray for you in my prayers. Do not hesitate to donate and participate🌸

Hello lm hamdi ,I humbly ask for your support by reblogging this post on your account to help me and my family. As newcomers to Tumblr and GoFundMe, we are in desperate need of your kindness and support. 🙏🇵🇸🍉😔Please donate 🙏🏼Let's reach the goal as soon as possible .

I cannot donate because i have no bank account sadly.. But o hope whoever is looking at my account can.

Welcome

I would like to tell you that I am from Gaza, where we now live under bombs, explosives, and warplanes from which we cannot sleep for many nights, and other things. This war has destroyed our bodies, our lives, and our souls. It has destroyed our homes, taken everything from us, destroyed all places, changed all landmarks, and changed our situation for the worse. We used to live fine. And peace and love of life, and here we live in hunger, fear, and terror, me, my children, and the rest of my family, and we do not have the minimum necessities for life, and we live in very dilapidated tents.We do not know how to act when winter comes upon us. We will be drowned by the rain and wind, and I will not know how to protect my children or my family, neither from the bombing nor from the winter. Therefore, I beg you to help me so that I, my children, and my family can live and survive this hideous war

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💔 Trapped in Pain… A Mother’s Plea 💔

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 🥹🙏

Donation Link

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No safety. No food. No aid. No water. No healthcare. No education. Is this what it means to live? Is this what world accept as life?

If a group of animals were trapped, starved, and cut off from the world like this, people would be outraged. But because it's us—human beings—somehow, the world looks away.

These are unbearable days. Everything feels heavy. Each hour presses on my chest like I’m being suffocated.

My family needs urgent help.

Basic survival has become nearly impossible. Bread—just bread—now costs over $25 a day to make.

We are not asking for luxury. We are begging for life.

Please, if you’re reading this: help.

Reblog this post. Talk about us. Donate if you can. Even a small act can mean everything right now.

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To all Tumblr users, I swear to you that I am tired, I am a child from Gaza... I am 15 years old. My body is too small for all this anxiety and pain. Every night I sleep to the sound of bombs, and I wake up to my mother crying from fear. My stomach aches from hunger, and my heart aches from fear... We have become envious of the martyrs, because they are at peace. Famine is killing us slowly, and the bombs are completing what is left of us. We no longer have bread, no water, no hope... Just ashes, tears, and names being erased from life every hour. Please help me by donating. Please... Don't be silent. Your silence is killing us. Help us live... Not much, please help me by donating.!!!

Please don't ignore me, I desperately need your help. Please donate so we can buy food and travel as soon as possible. Please!!!!

My campaign vatted by : @gazavetters in line (#198) and @a-shade-of-blue

they dont see us as human

They're straight up bringing the useless eater shit back.

Imagine this:

Hello! Have you ever heard of a "city of the dead"?

It's a place where the living reside, but they're dead! They're doomed to die, either quickly through direct targeting or slowly due to the absence of vitality in their city

Wherever you turn, you find nothing but death, displacement, homelessness, destruction, hunger, thirst, ignorance, disease, and rampant infection.

It's my city! It was fully with life until the butchers passed through it! Since the beginning of the massacres, I've been struggling to save myself and my family.

I am Mohammed from Gaza I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.

a 31-year-old living amidst the war in Gaza, a place deeply affected by conflict and hardship. I hold a Bachelor degree in Medical Laboratory Sciences , I graduated with very good But Unfortunately, I did not get a job opportunity.

my family

Before the outbreak of war, my family and I had a comfortable life in our beautiful home filled with cherished memories. However, since the conflict began, our lives have been turned upside down. We now find ourselves living in a small tent, exposed to the harsh elements and constant threat of violence.

Our home, which once embraced us, is now destroyed It became a remembrance

👉 Watch the video

A picture of me and my family in front of our destroyed house.

👉Our house was bombed in the 2008 escalation and we built it, and also in the 2014 escalation the house was destroyed again and we rebuilt it, and in this 2023/2024 war the house was also destroyed.

Every time we start again, the Israeli occupation destroys us again

Life is unbearable. It has become hell for us. destruction, no education, no future

We can't stand it anymore

The situation here is dire. Food and basic necessities are scarce, and famine and malnutrition have become rampant. Our lives are hanging by a thread, and we fear for the safety and well-being of our children every single day.

The cost of living here has become extremely high. All of our resources are going towards securing food and trying to escape from disaster, desperately seeking a lifeline.

We are yearning to escape this nightmare and rebuild our lives in a safe place.

However, the cost of traveling to a safer area was beyond our means.

Each ticket cost $5000 per person,

a sum that was impossible for us to bear. Now, the border crossing is closed, and things continue to worsen.

We want to collect donations to leave Gaza if the crossing opens

That's why I am reaching out to you, dear friends. Your generosity and compassion can make all the difference for me and my family. Your donations will enable us to flee this war-torn region and start anew, away from the horrors of conflict and instability.

How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:

$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️

Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #533 )✅️

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With all my love and gratitude

Mohammed and family

Donation Link

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