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Displacement this time will be more painful and heavier on everyone's chests. There are no means of transportation or fuel available, and displacement on foot is an escape from a death that may be relatively merciful to a harsher one, characterized by cold, fatigue, and exhaustion. Therefore, let our choice be to face death with courage. I know that life is precious and dear, but this time, death may be better. God is sufficient for us, and He is the best Disposer of affairs.

That's why I'm asking you to donate whatever you can and at least share my link so other donors can know about my tragedy and pain.

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A Father’s Last Cry… A Final Plea to Save My Son, Mohammed"

To every heart that still beats with kindness, to every soul that has never felt the unbearable pain of losing a child, I beg you—please listen to my plea.

I am a broken father, standing helplessly beside a hospital bed, watching my little boy, Mohammed, lying motionless. His frail body is covered in wires, his tiny chest rises and falls with the help of a machine, his eyes remain shut as if he is slowly slipping away… And I? I stand here, shattered, powerless, drowning in a nightmare I cannot escape.

Today, the doctors gave me the words that have already killed me before they could kill my son: “Pay immediately, or we will disconnect the ventilator… and he will die.”

How do they expect me to stand here and watch my child suffocate in front of me? How can I bear to see the life leave his body, knowing that I could have saved him—if only I had the money? My God, what kind of world is this? A helpless child sentenced to death, not just because he is sick, but because his father is poor… Has poverty become a death sentence?

I am crying, begging, pleading… Please, do not let this be the last time I speak of my son. Do not let his voice vanish from this world. Do not let his hospital bed become his grave.

Any amount, any donation, any share of this message could mean the difference between life and death. Please, do not leave us alone in this pain. Do not let my hands reach for him in despair, unable to save him.

These are not just words—this is the cry of a father watching his son slip away. I beg you… Save Mohammed before it is too late.

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A Father’s Last Cry… A Final Plea to Save My Son, Mohammed"

To every heart that still beats with kindness, to every soul that has never felt the unbearable pain of losing a child, I beg you—please listen to my plea.

I am a broken father, standing helplessly beside a hospital bed, watching my little boy, Mohammed, lying motionless. His frail body is covered in wires, his tiny chest rises and falls with the help of a machine, his eyes remain shut as if he is slowly slipping away… And I? I stand here, shattered, powerless, drowning in a nightmare I cannot escape.

Today, the doctors gave me the words that have already killed me before they could kill my son: “Pay immediately, or we will disconnect the ventilator… and he will die.”

How do they expect me to stand here and watch my child suffocate in front of me? How can I bear to see the life leave his body, knowing that I could have saved him—if only I had the money? My God, what kind of world is this? A helpless child sentenced to death, not just because he is sick, but because his father is poor… Has poverty become a death sentence?

I am crying, begging, pleading… Please, do not let this be the last time I speak of my son. Do not let his voice vanish from this world. Do not let his hospital bed become his grave.

Any amount, any donation, any share of this message could mean the difference between life and death. Please, do not leave us alone in this pain. Do not let my hands reach for him in despair, unable to save him.

These are not just words—this is the cry of a father watching his son slip away. I beg you… Save Mohammed before it is too late.

Verified : @90-ghost

Vetted by @bilal-salah0

@virovac @postanagramgenerator @alivehouse @meshugenist @mangocheesecakes @gazaboovintage @rununcal @vampiricvenus @necronatural @alittleannihilation @mar64ds @fricklefracklefloof @unwinni3 @mloking @whateveroursoulsaremadeoff @hehemechief @cultreslut @halfbloodfanboy @elbiotipo @infoplaza @selkiebrides @localcoffeeaddict @keepinitwrd @bloodandgutsyippee @iqinitials @wherethatoldtraingoes2 @butchniqabi @appsappsapps @frigidwife @vetted-gaza-funds @gazagfmboost @opencommunion @beserkerjewel @deepspaceboytoy @rhubarbspring @malcriada @turian @sxpph04dxys @rebel-girl-queen-of-my-world @dykesbat @halalgirlmeg @userpeggycarter @minosbull @hamstertross

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dear friends,

We are currently facing an unimaginable and heartbreaking situation in Gaza. After receiving orders from the Israeli Forces to evacuate our area, we were forced to leave our tent, running for safety while bombs rained down around us. We fled with nothing, seeking refuge in another area that, unfortunately, is just as unsafe, leaving us exposed to constant danger.

Now, we are living in tent whicg needs new setting, enduring the cold, rain, and the constant fear of more attacks. The lack of basic necessities like food, clean water, and medical supplies is taking a heavy toll on us. Prices for essential goods have skyrocketed, and it’s becoming impossible to meet even the most basic needs for survival.

We are urgently asking for help. We need immediate support to provide food, shelter, medical aid, and funds to help us get through these difficult days. Without assistance, our survival is uncertain, and we are reaching out to anyone who can offer help in these desperate times.

If you are able to contribute, whether it’s through donations, sharing post, or offering any kind of support, it will make a life-saving difference. Your generosity can help us stay alive and find hope amidst this crisis.

Please, stand with us during this devastating time and help us survive the hardships we are facing. Every bit of support counts, and we are truly grateful for anything you can do.

Thank you for your compassion and solidarity.

OR

Vetted ! ! !

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seth milchick (thinking about the 65 orchestra members he’s been rehearsing with every tuesday and thursday for the past 8 weeks): so… i have your word you’ll report to work tomorrow?

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I still haven't watched Severance but congratulations to the fandom for getting a Blorbo who did end up crying, soaking wet in a suit and tie, and covered in blood at the end of the show. This is like getting a superbowl ring but for fandom I think.

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thats my WIFE !!!

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Fuck, man

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why r they so awkward 💔 i need to kill them with 500 hammers

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who are you? / severance amv

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don't skip please !!🇵🇸🍉

The war is back again... bombing everywhere, nothing was safe tonight... our children died of terror... they closed the checkpoints and now they are sending evacuation warnings again. Where will we go? There are no places except over the rubble of bombed houses... How will we move? There is no transportation. Moving from one place to another costs thousands of dollars... We returned from the south to the north on foot and our feet still hurt... My little girl's leg is still swollen and bleeding. How can a 3-year-old girl walk thousands of kilometers? My 5-year-old son says, "We will not leave here and we will not walk. We want to die." We are tired of moving. How can a 5-year-old say such words? Now, on top of all this terror, we cannot find anything to buy... The prices of goods have risen insanely... We want to ease what our children are going through by buying the simplest things. They make them happy and make them forget their suffering. Their stomachs have become empty and they complain of hunger day and night. I need your help to buy basic things for my children so they do not die of hunger... The prices are beyond our capacity. All abilities.

We need firewood to light a fire no gaz .

There are some vegetables that my dear children love, but the prices are crazy.

Only these vegetables are available now, but at a high price.

my campaign link: 👇

Any small donation can make a difference 🍉

If you can't donate, sharing our story will help us

Thank you so much for any support you can provide 💖.🌹

✅ Verified in the official list by @gaza-evacuation-funds

✅ Verified in the official list by @90-ghost

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Omar has told me that he needs help for his father. His father is experiencing medical troubles and needs money for surgery and medicine. He needs $970

Omar's campaign has been previously reblogged by @90-ghost

I am also helping to collect money for others, so please indicate if the money you send is for Omar in the notes. Thank you so much.

paypal.me/xanadoodle

$0/970

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**Time is Running Out**

Imagine enduring a harsh winter in a tent made of tarpaulin, with nothing to shield you from the elements.

Every day brings the threat of freezing temperatures, and rainwater can flood our small space, putting us at risk of drowning. The cold can lead to serious health issues, such as chest infections and chronic illnesses.

You can see

I am pleading for help to save my family from this life-threatening situation.

Please, we need your support to escape this danger and find a safe place to live.

[aziraphaleapologist]

**Time is Running Out**

Imagine enduring a harsh winter in a tent made of tarpaulin, with nothing to shield you from the elements.

Every day brings the threat of freezing temperatures, and rainwater can flood our small space, putting us at risk of drowning. The cold can lead to serious health issues, such as chest infections and chronic illnesses.

You can see

I am pleading for help to save my family from this life-threatening situation.

Please, we need your support to escape this danger and find a safe place to live.

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Dear friends,

The war has returned with a devastating force. Bombings and loss of life have intensified beyond measure, and the destruction is everywhere. The markets, once bustling with life, are now barren, and where goods are still available, their prices have soared beyond reach. In these trying times, my family and I are facing unimaginable hardship. We are in desperate need of your support more than ever. Your generosity can make all the difference in helping us secure the basics—food, clean water, and medicine. Our situation is critical, and we are struggling to survive under the weight of these soaring costs. Please, extend your hand to us during this time of extreme need. We can’t do this without you.

OR

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(#167 on the verified fundraiser list by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi) (but we had to make a new gfm campaign cuz our old organizer stopped contacting us).

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