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My name is Shada Kassab, and I am a 24-year-old mother living in Gaza. Every day is a fight for survival for me, my husband Hussein, and our baby boy Adam, who is just five months old.
Our lives have been turned upside down by war. My home has been reduced to rubble, and my husband lost his water truck, which was our only source of income. We’ve been forced to evacuate twice—from Deir el Balah to the Nuseirat camp—and now, we live in constant fear of what the future holds.
To make matters worse, Adam was born with clubfoot and urgently needs surgery. The cost for his treatment and specialized medical boots is at least $3000, but this surgery isn’t even possible in Gaza.
I recently graduated as a nurse, and I dream of building a better life for my family. But to do that, we must leave Gaza and start over in safety.
💔 I need your help to save my family and give Adam a future. Even a small donation 5$ can bring us closer to safety, and if you can’t donate, sharing our story means the world to us.
I dream of living in safety, of seeing Adam grow up healthy, and of building a better life for us all. Please don’t give up on us. Your kindness can make all the difference.
❤️ Thank you for taking the time to read this. Your support and compassion give us strength to keep going.
She’s about to start explaining when, suddenly, the sound of bombs exploding echoes in the distance. It’s super loud. She screams in fear and shock as she starts tearing up again, soon taking a few seconds to catch her breath. A few tears fall. ‘O-ok as I was about to say, I need your help figuring out how to get out of here. You know, out of this warzone. You seem familiar with this place, you have that tank, and you’re the only person I’ve seen so far that didn’t look like the one that attacked me. Well, actually, I have see others that looked like you, but they were, well, you know-” she gulped. “d-dead.” She takes a second to wipe her tears, waiting for him to take it in. She knew he would probably need a second.
She’s sneaking around corners nervously, flinching at every sound of gunfire and crashing. Someone had poofed her earlier and brought her to a war zone, and now she just wanted to leave. She soon noticed someone next to a parked tank eating some candy. They seemed trustworthy, but she kept her guard up just to be sure. “Um, h-hi?” She said quietly, trying to do her best not to surprise them.
-He finishes off the expired mars bar, before crushing the wrapper into a ball within his fist, and flicking it away- Only to suddenly whip his head around at the sound of an unknown voice.
“What the… Hell? … Uh, hello there?”
“hi, I’m Blue sunstone. I was wondering if you could help me.” Knowing he might be hesitant due to her being 7 feet tall, she explains herself. “I was minding my own business in a pretty peaceful area, when someone who looked similar to you, except they had a spike on their helmet and and x on their chest, walked up to me and tried to attack me out of nowhere. They managed to get to me and poofed me, and when I woke up, I was in the middle of this place.” She pauses for a moment to flinch at the sound of gunfire. She seems pretty shaken up and on the verge of tears. “n-now I just really wanna leave, but I’m scared and don’t know how. Not to mention I’m completely vulnerable. A-and what if it happens again?”
She’s sneaking around corners nervously, flinching at every sound of gunfire and crashing. Someone had poofed her earlier and brought her to a war zone, and now she just wanted to leave. She soon noticed someone next to a parked tank eating some candy. They seemed trustworthy, but she kept her guard up just to be sure. “Um, h-hi?” She said quietly, trying to do her best not to surprise them.
-He finishes off the expired mars bar, before crushing the wrapper into a ball within his fist, and flicking it away- Only to suddenly whip his head around at the sound of an unknown voice.
"What the... Hell? ... Uh, hello there?"
She gasps as he hands her the frog, getting starry eyed.
“oh my stars, it’s adorable! Hi little frog.”
She walked up curiously. She wasn’t sure who this person was, but they seemed nice. “Um, hi there. I’m Blue sunstone, who are you?”
*a young boy is working at something on a table, the object smoking. He can’t seem to here you over his music*
My name is Suheila from Gaza 🇵🇸,
a mother of 5 children, living with my family in a tent after the war destroyed our home and everything we had. Hunger and cold have become our daily reality. My children wake up with nothing to eat, and I have no way to provide for them 😭
This is a video of my husband and I. We were running away from the place. Please donate to save my children’s lives.
We became homeless in the street
We are in desperate need of food to survive these harsh conditions. My children cry from hunger, and I feel helpless as a mother. Your support can bring us hope and relief. Every contribution, no matter how small, can save us from this unimaginable suffering 🥺💔
The campaign is documented by 90-ghost
Donation link is pinned in bio.
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Thank you from the bottom of my heart 🙏 for supporting me in this difficult time 😭 and now I need you more than ever, which is your help to complete the rest of the goal with me, knowing that my brother, who suffers from bipolar disorder, his condition has deteriorated and he now needs to travel with some family members for treatment and to restore his health as soon as possible. Please, your help is a lifeline for us. I am grateful to you all❤️
I’m sorry, I genuinely can’t donate, but I’ll be sure to reblog your post to spread the word.
Hello, My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.
The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.
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We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.
💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income. 🍞 Basic Needs: Food and water are becoming harder to afford with rising prices and scarce resources. 📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive. 😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.
I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $5 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.
Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.
Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.
Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.
With all our gratitude, Mosab Elderawi and Family ❤️
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The war has entered its ninth month and everything is getting worse 💔
Please help me get my family out of there and protect them from war and bombing🙏🙏
Hello,
I’m Lena, a mother of three from Gaza. 😢
The war has taken everything from us. My husband was injured and can no longer work, leaving us struggling to provide even the most basic necessities—water, food, and clothing for our children.
We are in desperate need of your help. Please consider donating, sharing, and reblogging our story to help us rebuild our lives.
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I’m sorry that I can’t donate, but I’ll be sure to reblog your pinned post to spread the word.
I'm Blue sunstone, my nickname is sparkles, but feel free to call me either one. I'm Blue diamonds former therapist, but any personal questions about our sessions will not be answered. I've decided to make this blog to learn more about the humans, animals, and plants that live on earth, and about the earth itself. This blog will also be used to log my own personal experiences on earth. I hope we can all learn something from one other.
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