Im gonna explode cause I follow cool people and they follow me back, like excuse me I'd like for you not to know I exist and let me be a worm in your garden
added slight changes to brak and sisto in the dynamite comics cause the shortness of their teeth bugged me
My name is Mohamad, I’m 37 years old, and I’m originally from Gaza. I left home in 2015 seeking safety and a better life. Since then, I’ve worked hard to build something stable here in Belgium—but recent events have left me overwhelmed, heartbroken, and in urgent need of help.
In late 2023, during the ongoing war in Gaza, I lost my mother. Around the same time, we also lost our family home—just like so many other Palestinian families. My sister and her five young children were left with nothing, stuck in a war zone, terrified and vulnerable. Their father is missing, and they had no one else but me.
In January 2024, just before the Rafah border was fully closed, I managed to get them out and into temporary safety in Egypt. It was a race against time, and I used everything I had—and more—to make it happen. They now live in a small apartment in Cairo. I am the only person supporting them.
I’ve been covering their food, rent, school expenses, clothing, medical needs—everything. The children are still young, and I consider them my own. They are the last close family I have left, and I cannot turn away from them.
Recently, I underwent knee surgery, which left me unable to work. At the same time, my debts have grown from trying to keep everyone afloat. I’ve never asked for help like this before, but right now I don’t see another option.
My dream is to bring my sister and her five children here to Belgium, where they can finally have safety, education, and the future they deserve. But the process is costly, and I simply cannot manage it alone anymore.
For safety reasons, I am not sharing my full name publicly. But I hope my words reflect the truth and urgency of this situation.
Your support will help me:
- Repay the urgent debts I’ve taken on to get them to safety - Cover their ongoing living and school expenses in Egypt - Afford the legal and relocation costs of reuniting them with me in Belgium
I know many are struggling, and I don’t ask this lightly. But any support—whether it’s a donation, a share, or a kind word—means the world to me and the children I’m fighting for.
Thank you for reading my story, and for standing with us in this time of need.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #358 )✅️
my sister and me having a great time...
🔴My family is being displaced once again due to the intense and escalating bombardment. They are trying to find a place to stay that is at least temporarily safe. I kindly ask for your support, and thank you all.😔
Please donate to me, we are dying in Gaza💔🙏
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Verified campaign. Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #43)
Urgent Humanitarian Appeal | My Husband is Fighting for Life, and We Need Your Help
We are a Palestinian family from Gaza living under difficult humanitarian conditions. My husband is currently hospitalized in critical condition after sustaining severe injuries as a result of the recent bombing. Doctors have confirmed that his condition requires urgent treatment outside the Gaza Strip, given the lack of medical facilities necessary to save him here.
We appeal to everyone who can help, whether humanitarian organizations, responsible parties, or anyone with a compassionate heart, to stand by us so we can transfer my husband abroad before it's too late.
Every moment threatens his life, and we live in constant anxiety and fear for his fate. We ask that you help us make our voices heard and assist us in obtaining a medical referral, travel arrangements, or any other means possible to save his life.
We ask that you share this appeal as widely as possible.
May God protect you from harm to your loved ones.
You are donat
even the smallest amount, can change everything. It can save a child from hunger, or give a baby a chance to live.
Hello, I am Naima from Gaza, 21 years old. My family consists of 8 members: my mother, father, sister, and 4 brothers. We were displaced from Khan Yunis to Al-Mawasi in Rafah under heavy bombardment and destruction, with nothing, living in a small tent that cannot accommodate eight people, and without the basic necessities of life. 😔💔😭
As was supposed, I was studying at a university in the month of October in which the war broke out, but my university was destroyed, and the universities in the entire sector were destroyed.
Help us and donate to us. Make a difference in our lives. We need you. We are without work and without home😭😞🙏
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Save Baby anaam’s Life!🙏🏻😭
My 10-month-old daughter, Anam, is fighting for her life in the hospital. Every day that passes without comprehensive treatment increases her risk of developing the disease. We are doing our best, but the exorbitant medical costs are beyond our ability.😭
Her life depends on your kindness and generosity. Any donation, no matter how small, can make the difference between hope and despair.🥹🙏🏻💔
Help us give Enaam a chance at life. Donate and share her story with your friends. Please, my friend, don't leave me here alone.🙏🏻💔💔😭😭🙏🏻
Help my baby 🍉😭
🌿 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. 💚
might post mfkz stuff hereI go by any pronounsinterests at the moment: MFKZ, The Brak show, Brak in general and transformers
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