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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We are living under extremely difficult conditions. Right now, we are trapped under heavy bombardment all around us.
I am pleading with you from the bottom of my heart—please donate and help us relocate to safety.
Our area has now been declared a ghost zone, which means the danger is beyond words.
Please don’t leave us to die in silence.
My husband Shadi was injured during the war, his condition is critical, and he urgently needs treatment abroad.
I beg you, save my family, save my children—save us before it’s too late.
Our lives are in your hands.
We are not just numbers on the news........
We are a real family—children who want to live, a mother who’s trying to protect them, a father who is injured and in pain.
Our home is no longer safe. Our nights are filled with fear and the sound of bombs.
Even the smallest donation could mean shelter, food, medicine, or a way to escape this nightmare.
Please take a moment to read my story.
I am Heba Al-Dahdouh. I currently live in the completely destroyed city of Gaza. Since the war on Gaza began on 7/1/2024, my family- my father Nasif, my mother Asmaa, and my siblings Khaled, Ahmad, Muhammad, and Malak-have been living in constant fear, crying, and suffering due to shrapnel, shells, and bullets.
We have no food, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools, no homes, no cleaning supplies, and no clothes. Our house was completely destroyed. My school has been bombed, and my brother Khaled's university is now rubble, depriving us all of education. The war has forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents unsuitable for living, especially in winter.
Every day we live death, terror, and panic a thousand times because of the ongoing bombardment of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the start of the war, we sought refuge at my aunt's house, but it too became rubble. Imagine: we have survived imminent death more than 20 times and have been displaced among shelters more than 13 times. My siblings and I have suffered from many illnesses due to malnutrition, and we need medication continuously.
If we stay in Gaza, we might lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza for a safe place. However, travel costs are extremely high. We need over $50,000 to leave Gaza. Due to exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, lack of security, the ongoing siege, and relentless bombardment, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity, with constant shelling and shrapnel flying above us? Dear compassionate friends around the world,
With your generous donations, even if small, you can save 7 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza filled with love, peace, and hope.
With my warmest regards from the city of Gaza,
Heba Al-Dahdouh
Dangerous winter🚨
It's getting worse and harder for my famil
Today, before sunrise, the winds started and the rain fell heavily until the tent was flooded and all its contents were flooded and the tent that sheltered my children collapsed.
We became homeless in this cold and winter.
We took all the contents of the tent outside in the hope of trying to repair it, but to no avail, as you can see in the video.
The situation is very difficult and dangerous I hope to collect 1200€ to buy a new tent to protect my children.
Help me make 2025 better and feel a little happy after the torment🙏🫂
I trust you, I'm sure you won't let me A down🙏🫂
Happy New Year to all of you. I hope everyone shares this post and donates if🫂💚🙏
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"Desperate plea for help: A family's struggle for survival"
"I ask everyone to listen to me and not ignore me. I really need your help, donate and share my campaign. Today, bombs fell near our tent, and my family and I had to flee due to the constant bombing. We were fasting, and we did not find a safe place to rest, so we spent the night in the street.
The situation has become unbearable, and we need shelter, food, and safety.Please don't leave my family to face this situation alone. Donate hereas every contribution will make a real difference in our lives.
Thank you from the bottom of our hearts to anyone who can help.
Hello my friend, we are Jabalia Rehabilitation Society is the only institution in the northern Gaza Strip that provides services to a large group of people with disabilities, especially those with hearing disabilities. It is considered a center for health, psychological and educational support in Jabalia camp that is no less important than government institutions. It is considered one of the contributing and supporting institutions alongside the government health and educational centers in the camp and shares the burden and community services with those centers.
Since the beginning of the war on Gaza on October 7, the institution has been a center for sheltering thousands of displaced civilians, especially those with disabilities and their families who benefit from the institution's services. However, after the Israeli occupation forces entered Jabalia camp for the second time in the war on May 12, they destroyed and burned all the buildings and facilities of the association after it had been a shelter for thousands of displaced people.
All the association's websites know that we are honest.
All the association's websites know that we are honest.
https://www.instagram.com/jabrs2022?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet&igsh=ZDNlZDc0MzIxNw==
Association website
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Help people with disabilities in Gaza 💔
If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals
We are Anas and Ahmad Basil, along with our family of eight, from Gaza. I, Anas, am 18 years old and a high school graduate with a 93% average. My brother Ahmad, 14, is a talented mathematician known as "Doctor of the Future." Despite our big dreams for the future, we are currently struggling to survive amidst the devastating effects of war.
Today, our priority is no longer our dreams 😔— it’s ensuring our family’s survival amidst the harsh living conditions and severe scarcity of resources 💔.
Why This Campaign Matters Now More Than Ever: ⁉️ The ongoing war has stripped us of stability, access to basic necessities like food and water, and the opportunity for education. It has destroyed our livelihoods, taking away our jobs and sources of income, leaving us unable to rebuild or support our loved ones. We now face unimaginable hardships, entirely dependent on donations to meet our needs. With the soaring cost of living and severe shortages of resources, even basic survival has become an overwhelming challenge.
Your support is crucial to help us endure these conditions. This campaign is no longer just about escaping Gaza — it’s about keeping our family alive and healthy until we can find a way out.
Your generosity can make the difference between survival and despair for our family.
Every donation, no matter how small, keeps hope alive for us.
With all our gratitude, Anas & Ahmad
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Please help me and my family escape to a safe place and end the suffering.🙏🏻💔
The sound of warplanes is now very loud and frightening.😭🛩️💥
the bombing, destruction, hunger and pain have returned, we are still without a home without a safe place😭💔
We were displaced and homeless several times. There were no vehicles to transport us from the place that posed a danger to our lives. We could only walk or ride an animal. Our bodies are tired. We can no longer bear to move every time because we do not have food or drink to provide our bodies with energy. We lack all the necessities of life
I stand helpless and unable to provide milk and diapers for my child
Our children are dying of hunger
So I ask you to help and donate to save the lives of our children because I know that you will not abandon us or let us down.
Please help us 🙏
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. 💔
Hello,
I am Hind, a physiotherapist, a mother of two beautiful kids, and the Wife of a doctor who sacrificed himself to save the lives of the victims of the ongoing genocide.
I talked about his suffering in these difficult times and the risks he faces every day in the pinned post on my profile.
Can you take a look at our campaign and help us by donating or sharing it to reunite our family and meet him again?
Your support means reaching our goal and achieving the largest number of supporters. Unfortunately, the progress has been still slow.
https://www.tumblr.com/hind3en/760240432986865664/verified-by-rhq2744
Thanks.
I'm too broke to donate..I hate it.. But I hope I can somehow contribute to you and your family by reblogging your post. May you and your family hold on somehow.