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وصلوا صوتي للعالم | Help Me Be Heard

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My name is Islam. I’m 27 years old and live in Khan Younis, Gaza, with my family. I studied physical therapy, and I once had dreams of helping people, building a future, and living with dignity. But war took it all away. For the past two years, the bombing hasn’t stopped. We lost our home, our memories, and people we loved. My mother was diagnosed with cancer because of the genocide we’re living in, and there’s no treatment here. We now live in a tent, with no income, no electricity, no clean water, no food. The borders are shut, prices are sky-high, and aid isn’t reaching us. We’re surviving on hope, and even that is running thin. I’m sharing this with the world because maybe someone will hear me. Maybe someone will care. One share, one donation, one act of kindness from you could feed us, could shelter us, could keep us alive. This is not just a story. This is real. If you have a heart, please don’t scroll past this.

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Donate to From the Ashes: A Call for Humanity to Rebuild the Life, organised by Alaa Qu

I’m doing this fundraiser to help my friend Islam. My name is Isla… Alaa Qu needs your support for From the Ashes: A Call for Humanity t

يستطيع أي شخص في العالم في أن يوصل صوتي للعالم ويتمكنوا من مساعدتي !!

أنا إسلام عمري 27 عام  أعيش مع عائلتي في غزة  بالتحديد في خانيونس أنهيت دارستي الجامعية ك أخصائي علاج طبيعي كان لدي تطلعات وأحلام ومستقبل مثل أي شخص في العالم لكنها مسحت تماما ولم يبقى لنا شيء ، منذ سنتين والحرب لم تتوقف فقدنا بيتنا وذكرياتنا وبعض أحبابنا ، أُصيبت والدتي بالسرطان بسبب هذه الحرب ولا يتوفر العلاج داخل غزة لا يوجد دخل لنا إنني أعتمد عليكم وبمساعدتكم في دخلنا ، نعيش في خيمة لا تتوفر فيها أدنى مقومات الحياة ، المعابر مغلقة الطعام باهظ الثمن المساعدات لا تصلنا إلى هذه اللحظة

بضغطة زر واحدة منك قد تطعمنا ، قد تأوينا ،  قد تجعلنا نعيش !! هذا نداء لكل من يملك قلب

Me llamo Islam, tengo 27 años, y vivo en Khan Younis, Gaza, con mi familia. Estudié la fisioterapia, y una vez tenía sueños con ayudar a otras personas, construir un futuro, y vivir con dignidad. Pero la guerra me lo robó todo. Desde hace dos años, el bombardeo no ha parado. Perdimos nuestra casa, nuestros recuerdos, y las personas a que amamos. Mi madre fue diagnosticada con el cáncer por el genocidio en que vivimos, y no hay ningún tratamiento aquí. Ahora nosotros vivimos en una tienda de campaña, sin ingresos, sin electricidad, sin agua potable, y sin comida. Las fronteras están cerradas, los precios son altísimos, y la ayuda humanitaria no nos llega. Sobrevivimos solo con la esperanza, y ya la esperanza se agota. Estoy compartiendo este con el mundo porque quizás alguien me oiga. Quizás alguien nos importe. Un compartir, una donación, un acto de amabilidad podría darnos comida y refugio. Tú podrías mantenernos vivos. Esta no es sola una historia. Es la vida real. Si tienes corazón, por favor no te desplaces por este mensaje.

Thank @hiddencreature666 for the translation

Hello, I want your help. I have children and my condition is bad🥺. I can't really feed them. I have a child who suffered from an electric shock in the head and he can't really speak or walk on his feet. My wife also suffers from back pain and wants treatment, but I can't really treat them. You can help us with a small donation of $50🙏🙏. May Allah reward you with all good and prolong your life and bless your wealth as well. I hope you don't ignore me.💔💔🙏

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Don't forget us🙏🏻

In Gaza, 🇵🇸🍉

🚨flour is scarce, and hunger is gnawing at my children's stomachs. 🚨‼️

We either die of hunger or bombing

For months, my family and I haven't tasted any fresh vegetables or meat. Obtaining bread has become an impossible task. Hunger has reached the point where we've been forced to sell some of our personal and household belongings, which we acquired after our house was completely demolished, to raise money for our basic needs amid the skyrocketing prices of flour and other scarce goods available in the markets.

The severe restrictions imposed by the Israeli occupation authorities on the entry of humanitarian aid and commercial goods have led to the depletion of everything in the markets and the rise in prices. As a result, famine has "eaten" our bodies. Due to the intense hunger, we eat flour that is infested with weevils and insects.

Our children need milk,Pampers،food،basic needs🙏🏻

In these pictures My sons , My nephews, nieces My sister's children

My sisters .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.

These things are untouchable because expensive

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So PLEASE I ask your kind hearts to help meby DONATING or SHARING as much as u can

Your contribution means everything to us and in these difficult times

Donation Link

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Donate to A Cry for Help to Save My Beautiful Family in Gaza war, organized by Khaled Qattam

My name is Mohammed Matar , a 30-year-old living amidst the war … Khaled Qattam needs your support for A Cry for Help to Save My Beautiful

Hello 👋, I hope you're doing well..

My name is Mahmoud, and I'm a 17-year-old from Gaza. The ongoing war has devastated my city, destroyed my school, and made daily life incredibly challenging.

Despite these hardships, I'm determined to continue my education and build a better future. I've been given a chance to study abroad, but I need help to cover the costs of leaving Gaza, as well as living expenses and other essentials abroad once the crossing opens.. 🙏

If you can, please consider donating or sharing, your kindness can truly make a difference, and thanks for your time. ❤🍉

https://gofund.me/bd3ccf0b 🔗

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Hello, I'm Asmaa from Gaza.

I was born in 1991.

I'm a girl from a family of seven boys and six girls, and I'm the youngest.

My mother and I live in a house left to us by my father. I studied at university and graduated with a degree in basic education.

I worked in a private job and received a salary that covered my expenses as much as possible.

We were happy until the war came.

The war on Gaza began on October 7, 2023.

Here, hell began for us in Gaza. I lost my job and became unemployed. My mother owns nothing, and I own nothing now.

My mother was displaced to the southern Gaza Strip for 15 months. I didn't go with her. It was months of longing for my mother and siblings.

My brothers, Mahmoud, and Ashraf stayed behind.

We cried several times because I live in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood, a border area close to the army.

During the displacement on June 27, 2024, we left the house and raced down the road to escape the shells and planes. Then came the lightning strike. The shock was that death was faster than my brothers could escape. Here, here, we lost our loved ones. I lost my brothers. I lost my beloved son Mahmoud. Ashraf Mahmoud left no children. As for Ashraf, he left behind his sons who are grieving, and my mother is in pain because they departed to God without saying goodbye, without a kiss on their forehead, a farewell kiss. After a while, we returned home. The house had been severely damaged by demolition and stones that had fallen from their places, which used to shelter us. Now, nothing protects us except some worn-out tarpaulins that do not protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter. Our suffering is great, but with your help, we may reach a better life and a dignified life. May God bless you all.