Nothing Makes Me Feel More Alive Than Being Insane About A Little Show

"They’re not collateral damage — they are being targeted."

The image you see is not from a war movie. It's a real X-ray of a Palestinian child. A sniper's bullet pierced her skull. This was not an accident. It was a calculated shot — to the head. How many children must bleed before the world opens its eyes?

I see this, and I tremble. Because I, too, am a mother. My own child is injured. He cries every night from pain. He needs urgent medical care — but we are trapped under siege, under fear, under silence.

How long before my son becomes another X-ray? Another hashtag? Another number?

If you're reading this, you have power — power to share, power to donate, power to care.

Help me get my son out. Help save him before it’s too late. Gaza’s children are not targets. They are lives. They are futures. Please don’t look away

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Donate to Join Us in Our Struggle: Save Our Family from War in Gaza, organized by Ghazal Naseer

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🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️‍🩹

Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.

This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.

Our Journey So Far

When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.

But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.

Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:

🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.

😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.

💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.

How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:

$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️

Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.

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Donate to Help Mosab saving who's left of his family

My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my

Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.

Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.

With all my love and gratitude,

Mosab and Family ❤️

Mohammed is dying... and I'm living his death every moment 💔

This isn't a plea... it's a scream buried deep in my chest for days, burning inside me like embers.

No one hears, no one feels, and my child is being slowly slaughtered in front of me. All I have are my eyes to cry with and my empty hands.

My child, Mohammed... a piece of my soul, is fighting death alone, his air gradually narrowing.Severe lung infections are tearing at his tiny chest, and looking at his face has become torture... because he asks me with his eyes: "Father, mother... why don't you save me?" And I have no answer... except crying.

They told me: There's an operation.

They said: There's hope.

But they didn't ask: How can I buy hope when I can't afford it?!

I don't even have enough money to buy my son a breath...

Will I sit by his side and watch him suffocate until he dies? Is this my fate? To be buried alive while I watch him being ripped from my arms without even screaming?

What kind of life is this that makes a father or mother beg to prevent their child's death? What kind of world is this that makes us count our children's breaths as money?

Mohammed is dying in front of me... and I'm dying a thousand times with him

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Donate to Help Ahmed Hammad Provide For His Family, organized by Casimir Reynolds

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Please... don't let me embrace his cold body and apologize to him for not being able to save him.Don't let this day come... don't let his soul fly away because we are poor.Help me... before the light in my eyes is extinguished forever.

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🌿 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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Donate to From Despair to Hope: Help us to rebuild our life., organized by Fatima Rajwani

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Hey world, can you see our pain and feel our hunger?! Fear, death, famine, siege, suffering, oppression, silence of the world?!! I am calling your humanity to do whatever you can to ease our pain Talk about us and don't leave us alone We are not okay, please dont forget us and stand with us by donating or reblogging to amplify our voices 🙏🏻

( Don’t forget, this is reality—we are not in a dream )

Don't forget us—do something, anything! Share, donate, like—just help us survive.

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Donate to Help my family rise from the ashes, organized by Tahir Awad

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Gaza is full of oppression #The worst is yet to come #Genocide #A resilient people

🆘 This is me. This is my voice. Please help us. 🚫

In Gaza, we are screaming for help — but the world feels silent. 🌍😔

This image shows exactly what it feels like: we are begging, crying, shouting…

and no one seems to hear us. But you can. 🙏

I am a mother 👩‍👦. My husband and my child were injured in Israeli airstrikes 💔. Now my son is lying in a hospital bed, in pain 😢.

He urgently needs medical care 🏥 and healthy food 🍲 — things we no longer have in Gaza.

I am trying to raise enough money 💵 to get him out of Gaza for life-saving treatment ✈️. Please — don’t scroll past. Help me. Help my son. ❤️‍🩹

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Donate to Join Us in Our Struggle: Save Our Family from War in Gaza, organized by Ghazal Naseer

‎‏Dear friends, ‎‏My name is Ghazal Naseer, from pales… Ghazal Naseer needs your support for Join Us in Our Struggle: Save Our Famil

💸 Donate if you can. 📢 Share if you can’t. 🤝 But please, don’t stay silent.

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I've realized I haven't showed pudge my son in here yet, I'm thinking of getting an bubbler thing and a snail for him

Sharktober is here!🦈✨

Are you ready for the shark party? I hope to see some fintastic shark artworks!🎨✨

My friend Oliver (Check your amazing art @capi974 ) inspired me with the idea of holding a Sharktober! We created the ideas for the list together, to inspire people to illustrate good content for our dear sharks!🦈✨

Hope you have fun!✨

I hope you like it and can make a lot of creative and positive art from our sharks! Remember to tag your art with the hashtag #Sharktober or #Sharktober2024 so I can see your amazing artwork!

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