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I genuinely feel ashamed that all I can do is write words while more and more Arab people die - but momentum for fundraisers is one of very few things any of us can do at the moment

Please donate to the Sameer Project. They are doing amazing work on the ground. Try to do what you can. Sharing and donating as little as 5 dollars can culminate into a big difference. I have enough of a following to know that we can make a truly big difference if this didn’t simply go ignored bc people decided they’re bored now

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I have a cat named Soso and I take care of her. She was three months old and now she is one year and two months old But the cat goes through crises of fear, poor health, and lack of medication and monthly food She is afraid of the sound of bombing and warplanes. I am so afraid my cat will die My heart goes out to her, my heart goes out to her, don't let her die, please help my cat

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Donate to Donate to Ahmed's Journey to Safety and Education, organized by Naomi G

‏“Hello, my name is Ahmed, 19 years old from Gaza. I finished high school wi… Naomi G needs your support for Donate to Ahmed's Journey to Sa

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Save our lives 🚨🚨

“Every day I lose my beautiful days… and I die in this war.” 😭💔

I'm not okay.

I don't sleep, I don't eat, I don't breathe like other people do.

I just count what's left of me... and wait.

Will I die today? 😭

Will a missile fall on me and end this pain once and for all?

Will I lose my son, still swimming in my belly, searching for a beating heart, a small dream, a chance to survive?

But I have nothing for him… no milk, no roof, no safety… only my fear. 💔

Yesterday, I saw in my dream a child reaching out his hand to me, saying, "Mom, save me."

I woke up screaming...

But no one heard me.💔

There's no room in my body for bullets, but war resides in my eyes, in my womb, in my silence, in every heartbeat I hear from inside my belly. Even hope no longer visits me, even prayer has become faint. 💔

Please...

Help me before I become another silence on this weary earth.

Help me before this child loses his mother... just as I lost everything.

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Help Asmaa evacuate her family and treat her husband abroad

I am Michelle from Greece, and I am running a campaign for Asmaa. Please consider donating if you can to help them.

Also, my husband is between life and death and I am helpless 💔

I am the wife of a man who was never just a husband… He was my support, my hope, and my everything in this cruel world. And today, as I write these words, my heart breaks for him as he battles his illness without medicine, without a hospital bed, and without even the reassurance of peace.

My husband has severe pneumonia, and hepatitis is eating away at his body day after day. His ability to breathe is no longer what it used to be, and his chest pain wakes him up terrified. As for me, all I can do is wipe away his sweat and hide my tears.😭

I watch my loved one wither away in front of me, and I don't have the money, the support, or even a safe place to rest my head. We count his breaths in prayer, hoping he'll hold on for another day... that someone will come... that someone will hear us. 💔😭

I appeal to those with compassionate hearts, those who have the ability to help, do not delay. A human life is in your hands, and my husband does not need much, just hope... just medicine... just a chance to live.

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Thank you 🤍

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I’ve received a lot of hate over the last year for asking for money as if it’s not humiliating enough. I wish I could stop. I wish I could get my degree, get a job and provide for my family, but that’s impossible now, impossible, and this is our only option. Flour has almost become extinct and the price of a bag will soon reach $1,000 again, just like last year, at the height of the famine, when all we could eat was grass and animal feed. Please don’t let us go back to the lowest point of our lives.

My whole family is experiencing dizzy spells all day long from the hunger. Soon I will go back to that sorry state I was in just a few months ago, when I fainted multiple times a day, every day. All of the food we can find goes to my grandmother and my youngest sister first, but the rest of us still need to eat. We are a family of ten rapidly starving in northern Gaza.

Please help, I swear I’ll be thankful for anything. If you can’t afford to donate, or if you don’t trust me enough to, then please at least share and I won’t ask more of you. Please.

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Please don’t let us die, that’s all I’m asking for 😭🙏