Hi 👋, My Name Is Mohammad, And I’m Reaching Out In A Moment Of Desperate Need. I’m A Father Of

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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Hello, I'm Banan from Gaza🍉🇵🇸. I live with my family of 9 in a tent😓 My life was very beautiful before the war💔, but the war came and destroyed all my dreams and memories and I couldn't complete my studies😓. They destroyed our beautiful home and we became homeless and we live in a tent in Deir al-Balah and we face great difficulty in living due to the lack of food supplies and their exorbitant prices 😓😢 Help me and my family from the genocide and donate to us so that we can provide our food supplies, please 💔😢🇵🇸https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-banana-and-her-family-to-reach-safety?utm_source=copy_link&utm_medium=customer&utm_campaign=man_sharesheet_ft&attribution_id=sl:46ecf2e7-cc81-436a-ba6b-7ba823fad8fc

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welcome everybody

I am Muhammad Imad Abdel Latif Sharab

First, after an aggressive war on Gaza City and its revival, we were displaced from our 3-storey house in which I and my family of 3 members live.

My father's family consists of 8 members

My grandfather, may God have mercy on him, was martyred by occupation aircraft on 12/14/2023.

The one who was martyred while he was leaving the house to check on our house next to him, which could not be reached due to a brutal enemy who does not differentiate between anyone in death, went out to check on our house, which we were not in because of my displacement to Rafah, me, my father, and our families due to the intensity of the fighting in Khan Yunis, and after that A few days ago, our store in which my father and brothers work was bombed by occupation aircraft. He was working to gather his strength from it and meet the needs of our house, which no longer exists due to the bombing. We ask you to help and contribute, even if just a little, by donating to us so that we can compensate for a little of what we lost.

Many thanks to you 😢

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If you do not understand the words well, because I am not very good at English, but I ask you to help me with money so that I can compensate for even a little of what I lost, and I am very grateful to you, my dears😢🥺😢🥺😢🥺🥺😢

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Hello my friend, I need your support 💔😭😭😭and donations to buy milk and Pampas💔😭😭 for my child Ayman, who has skin diseases due to pollution. Please help me. I cannot buy food.🍉💔😭😭 Flour costs 500 euros, and my tent was burned due to the bombing. I cannot buy medicine for our lives My life is very difficult.😭😭 Imagine yourself not being able to buy food for your little child.🫂🥺😭 Your donation saves our lives and makes my child happy.💔😭❤️🙏✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #277 )✅️https://gofund.me/395db132

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Hello dear

I am from the Baalousha family from Gaza.. 🇵🇸🍉

I hope you are well .

I write to you with a heart full of hope and faith, and I ask for your urgent help. My family is in great danger due to the war, and I am running a fundraising campaign to save them. My father and mother suffer from diabetes and high blood pressure. Help me secure them

Please, can you reblog my campaign post on my account? Every participation can make a difference in my family's life.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for any help you can provide. 🇵🇸🇵🇸

🍉🍉 Please save what's left of my family

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Hello gorgeous how are you doing.

Hello, my name is Saja. I’m a mother to a beautiful 8-month-old baby girl, writing this from a place I never imagined I’d be — surrounded by destruction, holding on to my daughter while the world around us falls apart. 💔

We used to have a home. 🏚 A simple place, but it was filled with love. Now it’s gone. What remains are memories, silence, and an overwhelming fear of what tomorrow may bring.

Each day, I wake up not knowing if we will make it through the next. My daughter should be learning to walk, to smile at strangers, to feel safe in her world — but instead, she’s learning to live in the middle of a war zone. 🕊️

I’m not writing this to ask for pity. I’m sharing our truth because silence won’t protect us. Maybe, through this message, someone will hear us — and care. 🤍

If you feel moved to share our story or offer support, it would mean more than words can say. Every kind act ripples outward. ✨

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Thank you for taking a moment to listen. 🙏

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