I write these words with a heavy heart and a heavy heart. My mother, a symbol of tenderness and giving, is now suffering from unbearable pain, as she suffers from deadly blood cysts on her liver that threaten her life at every moment. The situation has become like an endless nightmare; every minute that passes brings us closer to eternal separation.
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Urgent help to buy medicine
Dear human,
I am writing to you as a human being like you. I am part of a family that is going through difficult times amidst this genocide. My brother suffers from bipolar disorder, and we only need 60 euros to buy his essential medication.🇵🇸
We ask you to stand by us, whether by donating, sharing our story, or talking about us. 💔🙏😔
https://gofund.me/917ecb89
I’m sorry, I can’t donate, but I’ll be sure to reblog your post to spread the word.
Well, that plan failed.
Blue Sunstone didn’t expect him to scream, so she screamed and jumped back too.
“Ahhh! I’m sorry! You just seemed nice and I wanted to say hi!”
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*
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. Our house was completely destroyed. 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 became rubble. 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
Hello, I’m Ahmed from Gaza😔😔
Life here is filled with daily challenges due to the ongoing blockade and war. My family struggles to secure our basic needs. My parents are ill, and my children suffer from malnutrition due to a lack of food and clean water😥😭😭
I haven’t lost hope, but the war has worsened our situation, making it harder than I can handle alone. That’s why I’m reaching out for your help. Every donation can make a difference by providing food and clean water for my family👨👩👦👦
✅️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.
Donation link⬇️⬇️
Happy Holidays but keep us in your thoughts
📢🚨 If you ignore this, you are condemning Adam to death 🚑🚨
Your donation may save Adam from death
Adam will enjoy health and wellness if you provide him with his food and medicine 🙏💔🫂❣️
You've been visited by the random OC question fairy! :D ~☆
What’s their favorite childhood memory? Why?, How would your character describe themselves? What do they think are their most defining traits? Is this view of themselves accurate to reality?
I’m a gem, I never had a childhood. So, I’ll just tell you about my favorite memory in general. Which would be, surprisingly, when blue diamond gave me the nickname sparkles. It made me feel special, like I was different to her, like a really meant something to her. I know she only tried it because pink did, and she thought it would help her feel better, but still, it was nice.
I would describe myself as a friend to others, willing to help others as long as they’re nice and not trying to hurt me or anyone else. I think my most defining traits are my freckles and calm nature. For the freckles, I’m the only gem I’ve seen so far that has them. As for my calm nature, you need to be able to be calm and patient when you’re a therapist, so you can just listen to what your patient says so you can try to help them. I may not be a therapist anymore, but I did discover that I’m just a naturally calm person, not just because I’m a former therapist.
I think my view of myself is accurate to reality. I try to be who I truly can be, not letting my former therapist job define my personality and existence.
My name is Ahmed, and I’m from Gaza. During this war, I’ve been finding tiny, helpless animals under the rubble—puppies and kittens who have lost their mothers, crying from hunger and shivering in the cold.
These innocent souls have no one to protect them, and their suffering is heartbreaking. They’re not just animals—they’re lives in desperate need of care, warmth, and food.
Your support can help me save them. Together, we can give these voiceless creatures a chance to survive.
Please, click the link to help. Even a small donation can make a world of difference.🙏🙏
🔴 A Father and Mother’s Scream After Losing Their Child to Hunger and Cold… Is There Any Response? 🔴
“My wife and I live in northern Gaza, trying to hold on, but the pain is more than we can bear. We lost our first child to hunger and cold… ❄️ He passed away in our arms while we were helpless to save him. 💔 We held his tiny, cold body as our hearts shattered at the loss. How hard it is for a father to watch his child leave hungry, and how cruel it is for a mother to see her child die in her arms without being able to give him anything.
And now, we are living the same nightmare with our other children. Hunger is devouring them, cold is killing them, and we are powerless to protect them. 💔 We cried out for help, pleaded with you many times, but no one hears us… Our voices are lost in the silence of the world.
We are a father and mother who lost their child due to neglect and silence, and we fear we may lose the rest. 😢 We live between life and death, in darkness with no glimpse of hope. To anyone who hears this cry… Please, do not leave us alone. Save us before it’s too late. 🙏”
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
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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