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Hello🤗❤️
I hope you are well🌹
Can you help me get my voice heard
and share my family's story?🙏🏻
Can you Reblog my pinned post from my blog or donate 10$?
By helping to reblog my story, you could
save a family from death and war.🌹
Thank you very much🌸
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I get a lot of messages but please don't ignore my message it's about my children's lives from death due to war💔
I'm so sorry. I'm asking for a donation of 25 euros and it will help a lot to save my family's lives from death and war to life and safety. I would be very grateful for your help 💞
I hope you and your family are well. I'm Hanan from Gaza, a mother of two, I lost my house and my car. I lost many of my family members in the genocide. Help me 💔 Help me get out of Gaza by donating or sharing my posts. My children love life and deserve a better life. ✅️My number has been verified by @gazavetters, and my number has been verified in the list ( #270 ) ✅️
🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿
I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.
My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.
But in an instant, it was all gone.
A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.
That was just the beginning.
The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?
We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.
No home.
No food.
No clean water.
No way out.
I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.
I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.
I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.
Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.
Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.
💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚
🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿
I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.
My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.
But in an instant, it was all gone.
A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.
That was just the beginning.
The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?
We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.
No home.
No food.
No clean water.
No way out.
I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.
I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.
I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.
Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.
Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.
💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚
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Save the life of my husband and children from death 🥹💔🇵🇸
Hello friends, despite the difficult circumstances we are living in, from famine and the lack of food and drink and facing death at every moment, my husband and I were exposed to direct and close bombing by Israeli warplanes😭, and as a result, my husband and I were seriously injured. My husband entered surgery and spent several days in intensive care. As a result of the injury, he lost his left eye and 70 centimeters of intestine were removed.💔😭
His condition is critical and he is now staying in the hospital and needs treatment and healthy food that is not available 🥹💔
In addition, my tent was damaged by the missile bombing and became unlivable 🥹💔
So please, I need your support and help 😭 Try to help me with any donation to provide shelter for my children and treatment for my husband.
Please, my life and the lives of my children and husband are in danger 🥹💔💔
Any donation you make will help me provide a tent or at least provide medicine and food for my husband.
My little child bears the trouble of fetching water for us, even though at this age he should be playing and having fun like children. This is the condition of our children. Their weak bodies suffer because of responsibility.
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Donate 10$ change my life
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My child suffers from unknown skin diseases in the form of pimples and burns
. He is in severe pain and cannot sleep comfortably. This is due to the lack of money to buy detergents and medicine to treat him. Everything around us is unclean. Environmental pollution surrounds us everywhere. Help me get money to protect my children from this epidemic. If you cannot Share it with your friends so that someone can help me and save my family
#free🇵🇸 palestina 🇵🇸
I am Sahar from Gaza, and I wish to find someone from outside the country who can help me with travel and immigration. I search for someone who can reunite us and consider us as part of their family, my family and I. I want to travel, whether through the Red Cross or via Ramon Airport. I can no longer endure this slow death and endless fear.💔😭😭😭
To donate, click here. Your support is our lifeline👇
#free Gaza #gaza
#save palestina #palestina
# free 🇵🇸 palestina 🇵🇸
Hello, everyone. Gaza is currently burning. Many departments have been blown up and there has been a wave of famine for too long. sahar and their family desperately need your help. Please donating or at least share their stories so that they can be heard. You are their only hope.💔😭😭😭
To donate, click here. Your support is our lifeline.👇
#freeGaza 🇵🇸 #Gaza
#palestina #save palestina
Hoping this helps
Help Save Mukasa’s Life: Spread the Word, Share, and Donate!
Your efforts can make a life-saving difference! We kindly ask you to donate, reblog, share, and spread the word to support Mukasa, who is in urgent need of treatment for colorectal cancer affecting her large intestine.
Her condition is critical, with severe symptoms like abdominal pain, bloody stools, and rectal bleeding. Immediate action is needed to prevent the cancer from spreading further.
The doctors have outlined a treatment plan that includes:
Scans and tests
Surgery
Radiation therapy
Chemotherapy
Immunotherapy
The total cost of her treatment is $2,120, and every second counts. Chemotherapy and radiation therapy are crucial to shrinking the tumor and improving her chances of recovery.
Here’s how you can help:
Donate now via GoFundMe: https://gofund.me/bc71607a
Share this message with your network.
Reblog, spread the word, and encourage others to contribute.
Even a small contribution can make a big impact. Donations starting at $50 are deeply appreciated, but any amount helps.
Together, we can give Mukasa the chance she deserves. Thank you for your compassion and generosity.
Wonderland kids
#free🇵🇸 palestina 🇵🇸
I am Sahar from Gaza, and I wish to find someone from outside the country who can help me with travel and immigration. I search for someone who can reunite us and consider us as part of their family, my family and I. I want to travel, whether through the Red Cross or via Ramon Airport. I can no longer endure this slow death and endless fear.💔😭😭😭
To donate, click here. Your support is our lifeline👇
