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i wish my choices in life mattered, like in fallout 2. but instead i live in a fucked up world where nothing i do matters, like fallout 3
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Hello friends👋, I am Abu Adam writing from Gaza. 🇵🇸🍉
When my children tell me they are hungry, I check the leftovers and try to decorate them so they don't lose their appetite. The food is almost spoiled, but it's good for me that they ask for food. 🫕
My children haven't eaten vegetables, 🥗fruits, 🍎🍌or even sweets 🍰 for more than 30 days because they are not available in the markets, and if they are available, they are expensive.
My children have become malnourished and have lost kilos of weight 😔😢
My children and I dreamed 👨❤️👨👩❤️💋👩 of living in peace, but where we can't even count on a meal to eat, these dreams seem far-fetched. That's why we've started a fundraising campaign in hopes that we can continue to build a future for my children and live in safety.
If you agree with my story, I'd appreciate it if you could take the time to visit my campaign. Whether you can donate, share, or just keep your thoughts in mind, your support means the world to me. Thank you for listening to my story. 🙏💔🧑🦽
My account vetted by:
@dlxxv-vetted-donations
@gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #187 )
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Please help me rebulid my Bakery
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I'm Ismail Almughanni an entrepreneur from devastated Gaza trying his best to rebuild his Bakery 🍞🥐🥖
On a quiet morning, the aroma of freshly baked bread filled the street, signaling the start of a new day at your small bakery, a place you took immense pride in. For years, this bakery had been a haven where people from all around would gather to enjoy the warm, delicious pastries and bread that you carefully crafted. It was a symbol of hard work, a beacon of hope, and a destination for anyone seeking a taste of comfort amidst life's challenges.
But one day, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The sounds of bombing began to shake the city, and it wasn’t long before the fires of war reached your neighborhood. There was no warning, no chance to escape or save what you could. Shells rained down on the district that housed your beloved bakery. You watched helplessly from a distance, unable to do anything.
Minutes passed like hours. When the noise finally subsided, and the thick smoke that blocked out the sun began to clear, you looked towards your cherished place. It was destroyed.
The walls that once protected you and brought you closer to your customers had collapsed, and the oven where you had kindled the flames of hope had turned to ash. Everything was shattered, broken, as if that place had never been a sanctuary of peace and comfort.
But the destruction wasn’t just physical. The pain in your heart was far greater than any material loss, a place filled with beautiful memories now reduced to rubble. The moments when you saw smiles on people’s faces as they savored your bread, the laughter that echoed through the bakery—those were now just memories, dissolving in the ashes of devastation.
As days went by, you tried to piece together the fragments, not just of the bakery but of yourself as well. You knew rebuilding wouldn’t be easy, and the wounds left by the war wouldn’t heal quickly. But you also knew that the hope you had infused into your bread would remain alive in your heart, even if the tables and chairs were destroyed, even if the bakery itself was gone.
The bakery may have been destroyed by war, but its spirit lives on in you, in everyone who tasted your bread, and in everyone who walked into that small place and found a slice of happiness.
Vetted here by @90-ghost
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Hello 👋
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. 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 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.
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Dragon's Dogma: Dark Arisen (2013) ↠ The Encampment
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Ciri looked badass in the new trailer
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been reading harrison for fun now and it's scary how much you learn when you're not stressed out
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brain hurty awooough
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Like father like daughter
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-god of fear and hunger-
probably never going to finish this so I’ll post it as is, not the biggest fan of digital but I’m really trying to make myself like it because it’s way more convenient than traditional…….
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