Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
Had the idea of princess quest charlie. And I decided not to waste my motivation by procrastinating like I usually do this time.
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Hello
I want help to escape the danger of war, to live safely and complete my studies to have a bright future .🥺
https://www.gofundme.com/f/please-help-us-escape-from-gaza-to-a-safe-place
You can help by donating or reblogging. Please don't hesitate to help me 🙏🏻
Well, I don't know if you can reblog asks. But I will do this if it helps! I'm too broke to donate... But hopefully it reaches those who are not broke and helps somehow!
Hello
Urgent message from a bereaved family in Gaza Standing by my family
🍉👇Save Me
#gaza. #roy keng #freegazz. #gaza.strip
#support palestine. #self hlep
I write these words to you with my hands trembling and tears streaming down my face. My heart is torn apart, my soul melting with pain, and time is passing like a predatory beast approaching to take my little child away from me. He now lies on a hospital bed, his tiny body trembling, his breath slowly fading under a ventilator. His eyes are half-closed, as if life is escaping him right in front of me, and I am helpless, devastated, unable to save him.
The doctors told me that the only hope to save him is urgent surgery, but they are demanding an amount I cannot afford.
They told me words I never imagined I would hear: "Either you pay immediately
or we will disconnect his ventilator." Imagine, my friend, your child being sentenced to death, not because there is no treatment, but because you do not have the money. Imagine seeing your beloved child, a piece of your soul, having their air sucked out, their hope snatched away, while you stand helpless, your hands empty, your heart screaming without anyone to hear it.
I'm scared... so scared. Every minute that passes robs him of his life, and every moment I spend without help brings me closer to the nightmare I don't even want to think about. Please, my friend, I beg you with every tear I shed, with every cry I hold tight to my chest, help me... save my child.
I'm not asking for much. I just ask that my child not be taken away from me before my eyes, that I not live the rest of my life remembering how he died because I didn't have enough money to save him. Please, before it's too late, before everything becomes just a painful memory, don't leave me alone in this horror... Don't let me bury my child.
Please, my friend, I beg you like I've never begged anyone before: Don't let my child die, don't let me live through this hell. Anything, any amount, any sharing of my child's story could be the lifeline that keeps him alive.
I swear to you, there's no more time... Death is getting closer, and I stand here watching without being able to do anything. Please, please, don't let this be the end... Don't let me lose him.
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A mother's cry from Gaza 🌏🍉
Now, I’m struggling to provide the most basic needs—food, shelter, and safety—for my children.
📎To donate:
https://chuffed.org/project/help-noha-and-her-family-survive-the-onslaught-on-gaza
“We need you… because my parents can’t take it anymore.”
I’m from Gaza, from a region exhausted by siege and destruction, where life no longer has the taste it once did. I write to you with a heart aching, not only because of the circumstances we’re living in, but also because I’m watching my parents, the most precious things I have, weaken day by day without my ability to help them.
My father has suffered from heart and colon problems for years. His condition is deteriorating due to the lack of medication and the difficulty of accessing appropriate treatment. The pain never leaves him, and sometimes he cries silently so we don’t grieve for him, and these reports prove that.
My mother suffers from heart disease and diabetes and is in constant need of medication and healthcare, and these reports prove that.
But we don’t even have enough money to buy good food or a steady supply of electricity.
The situation in Gaza is no secret: no medicine, no work, no security. All we want today is some support to provide our parents with the medicines they need to survive.
We appeal to you from a broken heart: Help us save our parents, give them a chance at life.
Even the smallest assistance can make a huge difference.
Whoever has a heart will understand our pain.
Whoever has the power, let them save the souls that suffer silently.
Donate $25 to save us from this war
Palestinian girls and women are forced to use tents as pads. People boost. Donate if you can
I am Noor, a mother of three children: Yamen (5 years old), Tala (11 years old), and Yara (9 years old). I once lived a simple life in Gaza, filled with love and hope, but the war took everything from us.
My husband has been missing since the start of the war, and I have no idea where he is or what happened to him. Our home, our safe haven, was completely destroyed in a bombing. I had no choice but to flee with my children, moving from one place to another, with nowhere to call home.
But the suffering didn’t stop there. I was severely injured in an airstrike, leaving me unable to move my right hand entirely. I’ve undergone two surgeries so far, but my hand remains lifeless. My leg was also severely injured and requires ongoing treatment. I am unable to do even the simplest things for my children, who look at me with eyes full of fear and hope.
I traveled to Egypt, clinging to the hope of receiving the medical care I so desperately need. However, the cost of treatment is overwhelming. The surgeries, medications, and physical therapy are all essential, but I simply cannot afford them.
My children need me, and I need your help. I don’t want to give in to pain or despair, but I cannot do this alone. Every donation you make is a lifeline for my children to feel safe again and a ray of hope for me to regain my strength and stand by their side.
Please, help me. Give me the chance to recover, to care for my children, and to be the mother they so desperately need
The campaign has been checked by @90-ghost here