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🚨Take a moment to imagine your child or loved one. What would you do for them? How far would you go to protect them and shield them from pain, loss and despair🚨

I am Marwa, a mother of three girls, Belasan, Joan and Nada, ages 7 to 14. 🔊🔉🔈I will take a moment to share my story.📢📣

My children and I lived under bombardment and aggression. We had a safe home full of dreams and a bright future for my daughters.

But everything changed when the war on Gaza began. Our house, which we built with strength and effort before the war, was destroyed.

We lost our job, which was our only source of income. The journey of displacement and moving from one place to another began without the minimum necessities of life. We faced difficulties in providing healthy food and clean water. We lived in fear and terror. My daughters could no longer sleep from the intensity of fear.

My mother-in-law suffers from serious lung infections and chronic diseases, and we find it difficult to provide appropriate treatment for her, especially in the winter and the bitter cold. She is part of our family after losing her husband. We are now without shelter, moving from one place to another, and struggling to survive. Today we have no income, no life, and no work. We are determined to rebuild our dreams, secure our future, and rebuild our home. We cannot do this alone and we need your help in building our lives. Your support, no matter how small, can make a big difference. Thank you for helping us find hope on our journey.

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Donate to Help build girls' futures, organized by marwa nasla

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"Please, do not ignore my story. Your donation and sharing this message is a part of your humanity and support for us. Every help, no matter how small, makes a huge difference in my life and my children's lives. Be our voice, be the hope for those who have lost everything." 🇵🇸🍉🙏🏼

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Donate to Help me save my children from death in the Gaza war, organized by Ahmad Mahmoud

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In a corner of Gaza, my family and I are drowning in destruction, with the echoes of suffering surrounding us. I sat beside my modest tent, hastily erected after losing my home in the latest bombing. The faces of my family tell stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched upon them, as if they were records of unforgettable events. 🇵🇸⏳🍉

I once lived in a small home, filled with the laughter and voices of my children. Today, I have become a witness to the agony of displacement. The bombing forced me to flee with my children after a shell struck our home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings I never imagined would become unreachable. 🏚️💨

Every morning, I leave my tent and go to work, using a clay oven to provide food for my children. Meanwhile, my youngest son heads to the charity kitchens that offer aid, waiting for long hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down his frail body, he carries the food mixed with his tears and returns with a fake smile, hiding behind it the burdens of his struggles. 🍞🥀

At night, when everyone else is asleep, I remain seated at the entrance of my tent, gazing at the dark sky, reminiscing about days gone by… about my home that was once filled with warmth. Yet, I still find remnants of hope in my heart—a hope that one day peace will return, and my children and I will live in a new home, filled with joy. 🌙🏡✨

In moments of solitude, I find peace in prayer and supplication. I plead to God to protect Gaza and its people, to wipe away the dust of sorrow from our hearts. I always repeat🇵🇸🍉🌿

"We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost!" 🙏

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Hello my friend, I am a hadiah from Gaza.

Can you help my children and donate even a little

I was working as a lawyer to bring justice, and now you are the ones who will bring justice to me...

We lost our jobs, our homes, all our belongings, we became homeless.. Asking for help is not easy, but saving lives on the front lines

I have children. In the name of humanity and not participating in genocide.

I ask you to re-share my story and help my children if possible. Ten dollars is enough to save my children.

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Please do what you can.

I want my children to live in safety and peace. Please don't neglect to do what you can to  participate or donate

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"To everyone who saw and stayed silent… to everyone who could help but chose not to listen to their conscience."

I have no one left… I lost my entire family, one after the other. Every day I wake up to a loneliness that breaks the heart. No embrace, no support, no one to say, “I’m here for you.”

I didn’t ask for charity—I asked for a human stand. I asked for my right to be treated, to survive, to hope.

The surgery I need is my only chance to live, and I have no one left to turn to—except God, and a few hearts that may still carry a trace of mercy.

I’m not writing this to gain sympathy, but to speak the truth: I am a human being, in pain, broken, and fighting illness after life has stolen everyone I loved.

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Donate to Hussam Lost Everything—Now He’s Fighting to Save What’s Left, organized by Will Ab

In a single moment, Hussam Al-Bardawil’s life was shattered. Once… Will Ab needs your support for Hussam Lost Everything—Now He’s Fighting t

If you can’t help me, at least don’t let your silence kill me. Being abandoned hurts more than the illness itself.