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It's our last meal of flour.🥺

I'll let you imagine what's next 😑💔

Hey everyone..

This is my message to the world:

I'm Hassan 34y from Gaza and my lovely wife Shahad 30y. @shahaddahlan0

Father of a child my wife is conceived in the war after waiting 9 years

I have a small family, and they are all I have and all that matters to me in this fake world.❤️‍🩹

I don't like begging, and I cannot imagine ever doing so if the war had not forced me to do so.💔

If you would like to donate to us in order to secure another flour that will last until the end of the month, please do not hesitate.

or share my message, here is the link.☮️🙏🏻👇🏻

✅️VETTED by @gazavetters ✅️ (#502) & @bilal-salah0

Me & My lovely wife @shahaddahlan0

GAZA 🇵🇸🍉🌿

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🍉Please save my child from death.💔✌️

I write these words to you with my hands trembling and tears streaming down my face. My heart is torn apart, my soul melting with pain, and time is passing like a predatory beast approaching to take my little child away from me. He now lies on a hospital bed, his tiny body trembling, his breath slowly fading under a ventilator. His eyes are half-closed, as if life is escaping him right in front of me, and I am helpless, devastated, unable to save him.

The doctors told me that the only hope to save him is urgent surgery, but they are demanding an amount I cannot afford.

They told me words I never imagined I would hear: "Either you pay immediately

or we will disconnect his ventilator." Imagine, my friend, your child being sentenced to death, not because there is no treatment, but because you do not have the money. Imagine seeing your beloved child, a piece of your soul, having their air sucked out, their hope snatched away, while you stand helpless, your hands empty, your heart screaming without anyone to hear it.

I'm scared... so scared. Every minute that passes robs him of his life, and every moment I spend without help brings me closer to the nightmare I don't even want to think about. Please, my friend, I beg you with every tear I shed, with every cry I hold tight to my chest, help me... save my child.

Any amount, any assistance, any sharing of my story could bring him back to life.

I'm not asking for much. I just ask that my child not be taken away from me before my eyes, that I not live the rest of my life remembering how he died because I didn't have enough money to save him. Please, before it's too late, before everything becomes just a painful memory, don't leave me alone in this horror... Don't let me bury my child.

Please, my friend, I beg you like I've never begged anyone before: Don't let my child die, don't let me live through this hell. Anything, any amount, any sharing of my child's story could be the lifeline that keeps him alive.

I swear to you, there's no more time... Death is getting closer, and I stand here watching without being able to do anything. Please, please, don't let this be the end... Don't let me lose him.

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Im gonna be so real can yall actually talk about ways we can support trans women in the UK instead of giving all the attention to fucking JKR. I already know that Harry Poter sucks, I wanna know how to actually HELP people. Something something you have to love the oppressed more than you hate the oppressor

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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

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💯A Voice From Gaza Needs Your Attention

This post was vetted by @gaza-evacuation-funds _friends, @el-shab-hussein @a-shade-of-blue and @dlxxv-vetted-donations.Vetted by association here Please help however you can!

I'm not here to beg or list every detail -because even an entire newspaper wouldn't be enough. The images on TV screens and the stories you see online already tell you so much about what we endure. But no matter how much you see, you'll never truly feel what we feel. And I wouldn't wish this life on anyone.

How You Can Help

In this moment of despair, I reach out to you-not just as a stranger, but as a fellow human being.Our humanity connects us, and compassion knows no boundaries. Your kindness, no matter how small, can bring a glimmer of hope to our lives, shattered by war.

Asking for help is not easy, but we were left with no choice because we want to survive and we strive to rebuild our broken lives. We are very grateful for any help you can provide, no matter how small, as your help will contribute greatly to

My Donation link here👇👇

https://gofund.me/1c7df49e

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💯Thank you, from the bottom of our hearts.❤️

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✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #329 )✅️

‼️Please don’t skip taking a look 🍉🇵🇸I am

ahmad from Gaza. I am 26 years old. I stand before you as a person trying to preserve his family. 🇵🇸💔💔

We try to live under miserable conditions in tents in Mawasi Khan Yunis, south of Gaza. It is difficult for me to find the words to describe what we face every day in Gaza. No food, no medicine, no clean drinking water, oppression, helplessness, psychological pressures, doubts, and daily trauma due to the loss of loved ones. In Gaza, it's not just hunger, disease and fear; Rather, it means actual death.

With a heart weighed down by sorrow, I reach out to you, hoping that kindness and humanity still shine in this world. My family and I have lost everything—the home that once sheltered us, the walls that echoed with laughter, the warmth and security that every human deserves. The relentless attacks on Gaza have turned our lives into a daily fight for survival. What was once a place of comfort and love is now nothing but rubble, and we are left with nothing but the clothes on our backs and a fragile tent that barely stands against the bitter cold.

Now, our days and nights are consumed by hardship. The icy wind pierces through the thin fabric of our tent, leaving us shivering, with no escape from the freezing temperatures. Food is scarce, clean water is hard to find, and the most basic necessities have become luxuries beyond our reach. Every day, we struggle—not just to live, but to preserve the dignity that war tries to strip away.

Amid this suffering, a new life was brought into the world—my brother’s daughter, an innocent soul who took her first breath in a tent instead of a warm home, her tiny body wrapped in whatever scraps of fabric we could find. She was born not into joy, but into loss, into hunger, into the unforgiving reality of war. And as we watch her, so fragile and pure, our hearts break knowing that we cannot give her the comfort and security she deserves and we cannot provide enough milk, diapers, medicines, and vitamins for her😭😭😭😭💔💔💔

I do not ask for much—just a little help to keep us going through these unimaginable times. A warm blanket to protect us from the cold, food to fill our empty stomachs, or even simply sharing our story so that others may hear our cries for help. Every small act of kindness can make a difference. 💔🍉🇵🇸😭

Your generosity has the power to bring warmth to our freezing nights, hope to our despair, and life to those struggling to survive. May the kindness you extend be returned to you a hundredfold.

.ttps://www.gofundme.com/f/help-ahmed-and-his-family-survive-in-gaza-crisis

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If you're curious as to what is happening in twitter, I just saw the official white house account post an AI-generated pic of a brown immigrant getting arrested in the style of Ghibli. I hope Hayao Miyazaki kills them all

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Hello my friend, my name is Jaafar from North Gaza, I am 24 years old, and finally after waiting for a whole year of killing, displacement, hunger, massacres and genocide against us, the time for a ceasefire has come, thank God we are still alive after all the exhaustion, and during the next week we will return to our homes in North Gaza, which was completely destroyed, unfortunately our area was completely and brutally destroyed and we have nothing left, neither a home, nor property, nor furniture, nor clothes, nor any other clothes, I know that returning to the north will be very painful and difficult due to the lack of the necessities of life, and we will start building our lives from scratch, but we are happy for the war to end.

Please 🙏, donate to my campaign to save my family, even a small amount will help us stabilize ourselves a little, and buy some supplies 🥹, I hope that God will protect your family and friends, thank you 🥰🩵

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #299 )✅️

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Happy Birthday Kurapikaaa 🎉🎉🎉🍰🎂

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I am Mohammed, I live in the northern besieged Gaza Strip, I am 21 years old, I have always tried to create a beautiful future for myself in which I achieve all my wishes. I had ambitions and dreams, but they evaporated because of the war, but I still want to achieve them despite the siege. During the war, I lost many things, including my university, my dreams, my job, and some friends. Despite that, I still want to achieve my dreams and ambitions. I want to rebuild my life again, so please help me in that and rebuild my life. Therefore,

please donate as much as you can because that helps me a lot. If you cannot donate, tell people about my suffering.

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UPDATE..

Despite all the pain and cruelty of war, Eid al-Fitr remains a time for joy and glorification of God's rituals.

It is a day when we cling to life and celebrate it regardless of the circumstances, young and old, because joy is a right that war cannot take away from us.

Today, I was filled with indescribable happiness. I was finally able to meet my family after a long absence due to the resumption of war.

My brothers and their young children all came to visit me, despite the difficulty of moving and the scarcity of transportation due to fuel shortages and the constant bombing everywhere.

However, the moment I saw them, I felt that Eid had truly returned to me, and that the warmth of family is irreplaceable. However, I truly, truly miss my father, whom the occupation exiled to the West Bank and prevented us from seeing for more than a year and a half. I miss him greatly.

I also miss my brother Mohammed, who is four years older than me. He has been traveling and living outside Gaza for many years. Due to the harshness of life here, he emigrated and left the country.

One of the moments I will never forget was seeing my nephew, Khaled. I looked at him as if I could see life in his eyes. I took some pictures of him, praying to God to grant me a child like him, one with the same innocence and beautiful soul.

Yes, he is our little Khalid. 👶🏻

That morning, my eye was caught by little Rawida, Named after her grandmother

my husband's niece. She was wearing the beautiful, authentic, and embroidered Palestinian dress, a story of steadfastness.

I approached her, embraced her, and kissed her lovingly, as if I were embracing everything that is beautiful, pure, and chaste in this fake world.

How I love this little girl! She is full of life, gentle as a spring breeze, and her spirit radiates joy despite everything.

Today was a Eid in every sense of the word, not only because it was a day of joy and celebration, but also because it reunited me with the one I love after a long wait.💓

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters ( #502 )✅️ & @bilal-salah0

Our campaign is the only solution for us

Please donate here👇🏻🫂☮️

GAZA 🇵🇸🍉🌿