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The joy and hope of the Palestinians during these days after the ceasefire has made me very happy, especially the case of the 90 hostages that Israel had and have been released with its agreement with Hamas through its 3 hostages, even with all that disaster by the imperialist zeal of the Zionists, Palestine is still standing and are willing to rebuild their lives, and that touches the rest of the world including me. This will not be forgotten, it is forbidden to forget this Holocaust, yes or yes, Palestine must be free.
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Please share because alot of people think this is a War it’s not

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Save Dr. Farhat's family from genocide in Gaza
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In the heart of war-torn Gaza, where destruction and loss are a daily reality, lies the deeply moving tale of Dr. Husam Farhat and his family. Amidst the relentless bombardment, Dr. Farhat faced an unthinkable tragedy: the martyrdom of his beloved sisters, Inas and Amal, along with their husbands and children, and his brother Mustafa. This devastating loss shattered not only their dreams but also their hopes for a peaceful future.
Life Before the War: Memories of a Beautiful Home
Before the war, my life revolved around a beautiful home where I lived with my wife, our daughter Sham, and our sons Muhannad and Muhammad. This home was more than just a place to live; it was a sanctuary filled with love, warmth, and the joy of watching my children grow. Every corner of our home echoed with their laughter, turning it into a place where dreams for the future felt not only possible but inevitable, but then the war came, and in an instant, everything changed. The place where we once felt safe and secure was reduced to rubble. The life we had carefully built, the dreams we had nurtured, and the bright future we had planned were all torn apart. The war didn’t just destroy our home; it uprooted our entire existence, leaving us with nothing but the painful memories of what once was, Now, standing in the ruins of our former life, I'm left with fragments of a distant dream. The joy and security we once knew have been replaced by loss and uncertainty as we face a future overshadowed by harsh realities.
The Loss of My Professional Dream and Life After the War
And it wasn’t just my home that was destroyed. My accounting office, one of the most renowned in Palestine, was also reduced to rubble. I had worked tirelessly to build this office, which wasn't just a place of business but a reflection of my passion and dedication to the field of accounting. It was our primary source of income, providing financial stability and security for my family, My office was well-known for its exceptional services and strong reputation among clients. Over the years, it had become a symbol of success and hard work in the accounting world. But the war took it all away in an instant. Everything I had worked so hard to achieve was destroyed, and years of effort and dedication were wiped out in moments, Now, I stand on the ruins of my office, just as I stand on the ruins of my life, trying to piece together the remnants of my dreams and memories. This office was a source of pride for me and my family, but the war has left us with nothing, facing an uncertain and difficult future.
War's Toll on My Dreams and Future
The war didn’t just destroy my home and office; it shattered my dreams and future. As a PhD candidate in Accounting Information Systems at Universiti Utara Malaysia, I was in my final year, pursuing research that is a significant contribution to my field and valuable to entrepreneurs. With a master’s degree with distinction and a bachelor's degree, I also taught at several universities, sharing my knowledge and passion, But the war disrupted everything. Years of hard work, academic progress, and my contributions to the field have been torn apart, leaving me with an uncertain future. Now, I am faced with the daunting task of not only rebuilding my life but also reviving the dreams and ambitions that once drove me. The journey ahead is filled with challenges, but my resolve to continue remains strong.

Displacement and Uncertainty After the War
Now, after all this devastation, my family and I are living as displaced people, homeless and jobless, with no clear future for ourselves or our children. Every day is a struggle to find food for my children, who have been robbed of every chance at a normal life by this war. Once, we lived in Shuja'iyya, in North Gaza, where we had a home, a life, and dreams. But now, after being displaced over nine times, we find ourselves in the refugee camps of Nuseirat, the war has stripped us of everything—our home, our security, and our future. Our daily life has become a constant search for basic necessities, a far cry from the life we once knew. The dreams I had for my children and myself now feel like distant memories, overshadowed by the relentless challenges of survival. Each day brings new uncertainties, as we navigate this harsh new reality, clinging to the hope that one day we might rebuild what was lost.

Rebuild Hope: A Call to Stand with Us
We urgently call on all those who stand in solidarity with us, and every supporter, to help save what remains of our lives. Your assistance, even in small ways, can make a significant difference in helping us rebuild and restore our shattered world, rebuilding feels like an insurmountable task, but with your help, we can begin to piece together what was lost. Your contributions, no matter how small, can provide the foundation we need to start anew, offering hope and a chance at a better future for our family. Your solidarity means the world to us as we navigate these challenging times.
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Thank you for your compassion, your time, and your commitment to freedom and justice.
With deepest gratitude,
Dr. Farhat's Family
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Hello friends, the opening of the Rafah crossing is approaching and we are only 16 euros away from reaching 4000. Please, my children and I need 26 thousand euros to be able to evacuate safely from Gaza. Please provide me and my children with some money, please Donat Our short term goal is to reach 4500 euros so please help me
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Ahmed Munir Al-Anqar: A Father's Cry from the Heart of Gaza ����
My name is Ahmed Munir Al-Anqar, I am 34 years old, a father of four children: Qusai (12 years old) 🧒, Jouri (7 years old) 👧, Mohammed (4 years old) 👦, and Adam (1 year old) 👶. My wife, Heba (27 years old) ❤️, is my partner through this harsh journey. We are a small family who once lived with hope despite the difficult circumstances, but the recent war on Gaza has left us with nothing but pain and devastation. 😔

A Home Reduced to Rubble, Dreams Buried Underneath 🏚️
Our home, where we once felt safe, built our memories, and nurtured our children's dreams, is now nothing more than a pile of rubble. 🏳️ The sound of bombs and missiles was faster than our fleeing footsteps, and we barely managed to escape with our trembling souls. 😢

The Journey of Displacement… From Destruction to the Unknown 🚶♂️🛑
We were forced to flee to the south of Gaza, seeking refuge in an overcrowded school 🏫. But here, nothing resembles life:

No clean drinking water 💧🚱
No electricity ⚡❌
No proper sanitation 🚽❌
No medicine for sick children 💊❌
My children sleep on a cold floor 🛌🥶, their little stomachs aching from hunger and thirst. 🍞 My youngest son, Adam, cries all night 😭, and Jouri asks me every day: "When will we return home, Daddy?" 🥺 And I… I have no answer.


A Father's Plea to Your Hearts ❤️🙏
I am not asking for much. I am simply asking for a chance at a dignified life for my children 🏠💝, a roof to shelter them, clean water to quench their thirst 💦, and medicine to ease their pain. 🩹
Any contribution, no matter how small, can bring us a glimmer of hope 🌟 and allow me to look into my children's eyes without feeling helpless. 🥹
Help us give our children their right to live. 🕊️
Every donation makes a difference. 🤝
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From the heart of Gaza, under skies raining fire 🔥☁️, I send you this message… Please help us. 🙏
Ahmed Munir Al-Anqar 🖤
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Hello friends, I hope you share this post in the hope of reaching people who can donate to help us stay alive. Happy New Year.
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Please listen carefully Please listen carefully🙏 I need you to read this..🥹
On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.

On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah
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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.
We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.
We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.



No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.
We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?

fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.


Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help
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A Mother’s Plea: Help Us Survive and Protect My Unborn Child

My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.
I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.



Today, I am seven months pregnant and living in constant fear for my unborn daughter. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and freezing cold. We’ve been displaced over nine times, carrying nothing but the weight of loss and the hope for survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely shields us from the rain and cold.

How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?
I write to you with a heavy heart, pleading for help. I don’t ask for much, just the chance to give my daughter a safe beginning, a life with warmth and dignity. Every small donation can be a lifeline for us, and even sharing our story can make a difference. Please, help us survive this storm and rebuild our shattered lives.

To donate or support us, here is the link
From the depths of my heart, thank you for your kindness and compassion🥹❤️🙏
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!!URGENCY CALL 🆘️!!
PLEASE DO NOT SCROLL. If you scroll, you're ignoring the suffering and the rights of a palestian family to live.

Mohammed's entire family was killed during the war, and he is the only one left. He has no money left, and is seeking urgent funds for food and water. He also needs 5,000 to pay for travel out of Gaza. I will be sending the money to my contact via SWIFT. Time is of the essence
The current situation is daughter suffers from allergies in her chest and it will develop into asthma due to sleeping in tents because their house was destroyed
Muhammad needs to buy anti-allergy and asthma medicine, and its price exceeds $250 for the medicine and the device used.
Muhammad needs a donation to save his daughter's life.
Currently : $5,881 USD raised (59%) out of $10K target
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congratulations on the ceasefire communiqué Palestinian people. I think both you and your supporters are also skeptical of what the tyrant Netanyahu has said, after all, the Zionists attack from behind and then blame those who are victims of their bombings. Netanyahu again mentions that Hamas is not willing to cooperate, so it is predictable that this genocidal liar will do his thing again. But I don't want to take away your hope at all, with a whole year of these attacks you must be so dejected that you are glad to see a glimmer of peace, and that is why absolutely no one will stop supporting you until Israel's illegal occupation ends. This is an achievement to be celebrated, and even if it is not the end of oppression, freedom is about to be complete, and the Zionist state will eventually fall. Free Palestine Forever!
#free palestine
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Ceasefire in Gaza | A Chance for Treatment and Hope
Thank God, a ceasefire has been declared in Gaza, giving us a chance to save lives and bring hope back to our families. My husband is severely injured from the war and urgently needs medical treatment abroad. His condition is critical, and he may lose his sight at any moment if we don't act now.
Please, donate any amount you can. Even one dollar can make a huge difference.
I beg you, I kiss your hands and feet, to help us. This is our only chance to travel for treatment and save my husband's eyesight.
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Donation link:
The border is open for medical treatment—let's seize this chance to save a life.
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👨👧 Save Shahd's Father... Her Only Hope in Life 👨👧

🌟 Dear friends, 🌟
My name is Ghadeer from Gaza 🇵🇸🍉, and I’m the wife of Ibrahim Al-Nadi, a loving father to our little daughter, Shahd.
Ibrahim’s life changed forever when a shrapnel injury caused him to lose his left eye, with the shrapnel still lodged in his head. His condition is critical, and he urgently needs a complex surgery outside Gaza to save his life and ease his suffering.
❗ The cost of the surgery is beyond what we can afford, and we need your support to bring hope back to our family. ❗
How Can You Help?
1. Donate any amount—it truly makes a difference.
2. Share this post to reach as many people as possible.
✨ Your support can save a life and bring joy back to Shahd’s family. Together, we can make this possible. ✨
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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.

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Imagine living for an entire year under relentless bombardment, where the war spares nothing—homes, bakeries, and businesses alike. This war has raged on for a full year, during which my bakery, my only source of livelihood, was destroyed. My home, once my refuge, is now in ruins. Even my seaside rest area, which was a sanctuary for myself and others, has been reduced to rubble. We are left with nothing. Everything we once had has been wiped out by this war, and still, the devastation continues without end. 💔




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Once upon a time, there was a beautiful bakery 🍞 and a seaside rest area 🌊 in the heart of Gaza, where people from all over the region would gather. They came for the taste of fresh bread 🥖 and the serenity of the sea 🌅. The place was full of life, filled with laughter , children’s voices 👧👦, and the irresistible smell of delicious pastries 🥐 that drew everyone who passed by.


But in a moment of brutal aggression 💔, everything was reduced to rubble. The bakery fell, and the rest area was turned to ruins 🏚️. These places were not just buildings; they were a livelihood for a family 👨👩👧👦 that poured all their effort and time into serving the people of Gaza 🇵🇸.


Today, we need your support to rebuild this hope 💪. Every donation 💸, big or small, is a new brick 🧱 in rebuilding both the bakery and the rest area. Not only will they return to their former glory ✨, but they will also stand as symbols of resilience and determination in the face of destruction 💥.


Your donation today doesn’t just rebuild a place; it restores life 🌿 to a family and a community 🤝. With your help, we will once again see the bakery bustling with life 💖 and the seaside rest area welcoming people to gather, celebrate, and live in hope 🌟.
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In just 357 days, Israel has displaced over 1.9 million civilians from Gaza. To put this in perspective, it took Hitler two years, between 1938 and 1939, to displace 113,000 Jews from Germany and Austria.
If you don’t recognize that what Israel is doing is a modern-day holocaust, you are choosing to ignore the lessons history has taught us.
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Your donation is life Yasmeen
My eight-year-old daughter Yasmine suffers from severe gum ulcers that cause her unbearable pain.

Doctors confirmed that she needs immediate treatment and an immediate operation to remove the bad blood. Time is not on her side, and every moment increases her suffering. I ask you to be the hope for Yasmine,

Whether through your financial support or by sharing her story so that it reaches the hearts of as many people as possible.
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