As I Sit Here, In That Dark Room, I Remember Everything About My Father. How He Used To Laugh When I
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"I am Wissam... The last time I hugged someone, it was a corpse." ๐ญ๐
The night was very long that day. I was counting the days until I would give birth to my twins. I brought them names, and planned to wrap my body around them when the tents grew cold. But death was faster. ๐ญ
We fled our home under shelling, and my father was in the hospital, unable to stand. I told them, "My father can't move." The soldier said, "It doesn't matter, leave." So we left... and my father was left alone, until his heart closed forever. ๐๐
On the way south, I walked for hours carrying two children in my belly, a bag in my hand, and the rest of my memories on my back.
I bled on the way.
I lost my twins there, on the asphalt, in front of my other children who couldn't even cry. ๐ญ๐ญ
The next day, I woke up and found them buried under the sand. No grave, no names.
Now, I'm seven months pregnant with my third child.
But anemia is tearing me apart, stress is breaking my head, and hunger is eating away at what's left of me.
I feel my baby pleading with me from within: "Mother, don't die."
And I apologize to him every day... because I can't promise him life.
โI am Wissamโฆ I lost my father, my children, my home, and even my voice.
I donโt want to lose this child too.
Help me before I become another memory in this broken land.
My father was the only one I could place all my hopes and dreams on. He was the one who lifted me up whenever I fell, and held my hand when my steps faltered. In those dark days of war, I saw him strong in front of me. Even in moments of silence, his presence was enough to make me feel safe. He wasn't just the father I loved, he was my refuge, the hope I lived by. ๐ญ๐
But one day, suddenly, that hope disappeared.
The sky was covered with heavy clouds, as if it knew what was going to happen. That day, I was at home, climbing on my tiptoes, holding on to any glimmer of hope, but when I entered our small room, I found my mother in the corner of the room crying, her face pale, her eyes filled with tears, and her mouth almost unable to speak. ๐๐ญ
I couldn't believe what she was saying. My father, who had always been the strength in my life, was gone. In an instant, everything disappeared, and the words kept repeating in my head without me being able to understand them. "He's not coming back." Those words were harder than any blow I had ever received in my life. ๐ญ๐ญ
I felt like I was in a dark dream. How could my father disappear like that? How could time go on without his voice, without me seeing his face again? How much I needed him in those moments, how much I needed to hear his words of reassurance. But it was all over, and all that remained was the silence filling the emptiness around me. ๐
Every corner of the house became a tragedy. Everything reminded me of him, every corner, every smell, everything. I thought I would lose my ability to breathe. His absence was heavier than anything else. I cannot imagine a world without him, and I cannot see a future without his advice, without a hand to lift me up whenever I feel like I am drowning.
As I sit here, in that dark room, I remember everything about my father. How he used to laugh when I made small mistakes, how he used to hug me when the world was dark, and how his words filled my life with meaning. But now he's not here, and the emptiness in my heart can't be filled with anything else. Every time I close my eyes, I see him in every corner. I feel him, but I can't touch him. And despite all the pain, despite all the sadness, I know he's not coming back, that he's left me in this world, to face it alone.
He's gone, but a part of him, a part of his soul, will remain in my heart forever. Even though I can't hear his voice or see him, I carry his memories with me every step of the way, every moment. I've lost him, but I can never forget him.๐ญ๐
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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 war๐
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 ๐
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 ๐ Help me get out of Gaza by donating or sharing my posts. My children love life and deserve a better life. โ ๏ธMy number has been verified by @gazavetters, and my number has been verified in the list ( #270 ) โ ๏ธ
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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.๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
To donate, click here. Your support is our lifeline๐
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I think we can add that the EAH version of the Little Mermaid doesn't even follow Christian Andersen's tragic ending, but has a less depressing adaptation of its own. In Ever After High the little mermaid married her prince and they both became mermaids, there is no mention of death in sea foam or daughters of the air. All of this is mentioned in Meeshell's protag book.
I just realized about something in Ever After High-
Considering all Grimm Brother stories end in the most darkest way possible does that mean all the characters from ever After High have the same fate?
Cause it sure seems like it after learning about a few things from the show itself and a whole lot of research on the books too and the most obvious part about the Grimm Brothers actually being in the show itself!
Please don't ignore my story๐๐ต๐ธ๐ฅน๐
I hope you are all well, I am Hanan from Gaza, I am in dire need of donations please, we live in tents, the rain water is leaking and it is very cold, my house was bombed and we narrowly escaped death and my children were hit by shrapnel, I am a mother of two children, Dana, 3 years old and Adam, 2 months old, Adam was born during the war, I went out from the hospital to the tent, we cannot buy food because of the high prices, there are no winter clothes for my children, the situation is very difficult, I am in dire need of saving my children's lives from death, I want you to support my campaign for me to protect my children from the dangers of the war we are living between death, destruction and the smell of blood, please help me for my children, I hope with your humanity, kindness and doing good for my children, they die every day, I cannot see my children suffering greatly, suffering and displacement, we have been displaced several times, our tent was destroyed due to displacement, I cannot provide the minimum needs for my children. Please do not let me down. I need your support and donations so that I can collect and secure travel expenses and survive from death. Please help me, I will be very grateful๐ต๐ธ๐๐ฅน.
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๐ My child is dying before my eyes... and I am powerless to save him. ๐
I don't know how to write these words, as my heart can no longer bear this pain. I feel as if I am drowning in a sea of โโhelplessness and fear, while my little boy, Mohammed, suffers in front of me, struggling to breathe, in pain every moment. All I can do is shed tears and pray.
My child is suffering from severe lung infections, and his condition is getting worse by the day. The doctors told me that the only hope to save him is urgent surgery,
But when I heard the cost of the treatment, I felt as if the world had collapsed on my head. The amount required is very large, and I only have a small amount of it. I cannot stand idly by and watch him suffocate in front of me, but I also don't have the ability to save him alone.
I beg you, please๐โค๏ธโ๐ฉน
Don't let my child go
Don't let the disease take him from me while I am powerless to do anything. Any help, any support, even if it's just sharing this appeal, could save his life. Nothing is more painful than seeing your beloved child in pain, unable to relieve his pain.
Please, save my child before it's too late. Help me not lose him, so that my dream of seeing him grow up before my eyes doesn't turn into an endless nightmare.
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Hi there,
Iโm reaching out with a quiet hope in my heart. These days are heavy, and my family is living through a reality filled with uncertaintyโbut Iโm still here, doing my best to hold on and keep going.
If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post.
A simple share could help it reach someone who might be able to make a difference.
If youโre able to give, even the smallest kindness can bring light into the darkest places.
Your time, your voice, your compassion โ it all matters more than you know.
With deep gratitude,
@nadinfamily
My heart goes out to those in Gaza and the Palestinians
Save our lives โผ๏ธ๐จ
"I am Wissam... The last time I hugged someone, it was a corpse." ๐ญ๐
The night was very long that day. I was counting the days until I would give birth to my twins. I brought them names, and planned to wrap my body around them when the tents grew cold. But death was faster. ๐ญ
We fled our home under shelling, and my father was in the hospital, unable to stand. I told them, "My father can't move." The soldier said, "It doesn't matter, leave." So we left... and my father was left alone, until his heart closed forever. ๐๐
On the way south, I walked for hours carrying two children in my belly, a bag in my hand, and the rest of my memories on my back.
I bled on the way.
I lost my twins there, on the asphalt, in front of my other children who couldn't even cry. ๐ญ๐ญ
The next day, I woke up and found them buried under the sand. No grave, no names.
Now, I'm seven months pregnant with my third child.
But anemia is tearing me apart, stress is breaking my head, and hunger is eating away at what's left of me.
I feel my baby pleading with me from within: "Mother, don't die."
And I apologize to him every day... because I can't promise him life.
โI am Wissamโฆ I lost my father, my children, my home, and even my voice.
I donโt want to lose this child too.
Help me before I become another memory in this broken land.
My father was the only one I could place all my hopes and dreams on. He was the one who lifted me up whenever I fell, and held my hand when my steps faltered. In those dark days of war, I saw him strong in front of me. Even in moments of silence, his presence was enough to make me feel safe. He wasn't just the father I loved, he was my refuge, the hope I lived by. ๐ญ๐
But one day, suddenly, that hope disappeared.
The sky was covered with heavy clouds, as if it knew what was going to happen. That day, I was at home, climbing on my tiptoes, holding on to any glimmer of hope, but when I entered our small room, I found my mother in the corner of the room crying, her face pale, her eyes filled with tears, and her mouth almost unable to speak. ๐๐ญ
I couldn't believe what she was saying. My father, who had always been the strength in my life, was gone. In an instant, everything disappeared, and the words kept repeating in my head without me being able to understand them. "He's not coming back." Those words were harder than any blow I had ever received in my life. ๐ญ๐ญ
I felt like I was in a dark dream. How could my father disappear like that? How could time go on without his voice, without me seeing his face again? How much I needed him in those moments, how much I needed to hear his words of reassurance. But it was all over, and all that remained was the silence filling the emptiness around me. ๐
Every corner of the house became a tragedy. Everything reminded me of him, every corner, every smell, everything. I thought I would lose my ability to breathe. His absence was heavier than anything else. I cannot imagine a world without him, and I cannot see a future without his advice, without a hand to lift me up whenever I feel like I am drowning.
As I sit here, in that dark room, I remember everything about my father. How he used to laugh when I made small mistakes, how he used to hug me when the world was dark, and how his words filled my life with meaning. But now he's not here, and the emptiness in my heart can't be filled with anything else. Every time I close my eyes, I see him in every corner. I feel him, but I can't touch him. And despite all the pain, despite all the sadness, I know he's not coming back, that he's left me in this world, to face it alone.
He's gone, but a part of him, a part of his soul, will remain in my heart forever. Even though I can't hear his voice or see him, I carry his memories with me every step of the way, every moment. I've lost him, but I can never forget him.๐ญ๐
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Stop โ please help my baby ๐ถ
Please donโt ignore my text โ ๏ธโ ๏ธ
Is very important โ ๏ธ
I am Mahmoud from North Gaza, studying computer engineering. I was working in a programming company during my studies. I got married a day before the war started and I was living in my house with my wife, but because of the war, things changed and I lost my house, my job and my father. ๐๐ญ๐ญ
It is very unfortunate and now my family has no breadwinner, so I desperately need your help. My wife is pregnant and we are suffering from famine. My child is my only hope in this world. I am asking you for a small donation so that I can provide food for my pregnant wife, please ๐ญ๐๐
Urgent appeal to those with merciful hearts.๐จ I hope you will help me save my child from his serious illness, which may lead to the worst if we do not address the bad situation that he and my husband are going through, who is injured in this war.
I am Najah Al-Hila, married to Khaled Muqdad from Gaza City. I am a mother of four young children. My family consists of Waleed, 9 years old, Mira, 6 years old, Ahmed, and Mayar, 3 years old.
Ahmed suffered from head cramps and increased electricity after his birth. He was given medication and had blood tests done every two months to make sure his health was stable. He suffered from these cramps in 2021. My husband also suffered from liver and digestive system problems five years ago and is still suffering from these problems. Over time, my husband was injured during the war, which made things worse for him. We thank God for everything. Because of the instability and unavailability of the medication, we face difficulties in buying medications due to their high prices. Now life has become very difficult and the prices of medications have increased due to their scarcity. Things have become more difficult due to the lack of money and his expensive treatment, which has led to its unavailability due to money. I hope that all donors and supporters will not forget Ahmed and his father Khaled in alleviating their pain by providing the costs of his treatment and buying him the appropriate medicine and food. We also do not forget his brothers from the malnutrition they suffered from during this difficult period.
Please everyone pay attention, I have been away from you for a while due to my health condition. I hope this situation is taken seriously. My husband and children's lives are in grave danger, I hope you do not suffer what he suffered. May your children and loved ones be safe and sound. I hope you help in their treatment and that their condition, which has worsened over time, stabilizes. Save Khaled and Ahmed from this disease that has afflicted them, please. Help us.
Note: My husband Khaled was working as a teacher before the war and obtained a teaching certificate from Al-Aqsa University and became an Arabic language teacher, but he was not lucky enough to find a job, so he became a worker due to the poor economic situation we are going through. At the end of my talk, he became injured and unable to work in this current situation. I hope you do not forget this and take it into consideration that there is a mother who seeks to preserve her husband and children by fighting for them. Your support is a support for me in these critical moments that we are living in and we may not live due to the repeated attacks by the occupation and the failure to reach an agreement to end the war.
We are now living in dilapidated tents, my child and husband are suffering.
We can no longer provide the necessities of life. My family's future is completely destroyed. I can no longer live in Gaza. I want to leave the Strip and treat my child and husband, so I need $5,000 per person.
I hope that everyone who watches my story will help me.
To get out of Gaza and find treatment and a better life for my children and family.
I am asking for help, and I hope that you will help me and donate to me.
To save my life from death.
I hope that you will donate even $25-50, it would be wonderful.
This will save my child's life. My husband's life. Donate to help Ahmed and his father evacuate Gaza.
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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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