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Help Ameer and his family 🍉🙏

My name is Ameer and I am 3 years old. My father’s name is Mohammad, my mother’s name is Rana, and my little brother’s name is Taim, who is two years old.

Six months ago, I used to go to the kindergarten and play and have a lot of fun.. and learn letters and numbers.. and play the kindergarten games. My life was very sweet.. and I had a very nice room in our house with my bed and toys.

On 12/1/2023, they bombed our house and we came out injured. My father broke his leg and my mother also broke her leg. I was shot in the back. My brother Taim was shot in the face and hands. We emerged from under the rubble, thank God.

But our house was destroyed and our whole life was destroyed. My toys were broken, my room and my bed were destroyed. And the kindergarten that I used to go to was destroyed and turned into ashes.

We left our house and went to live in the tent that my father had brought us. The tent was very disgusting. It had ants, cockroaches, and insects. We started getting sick and coughing every day. The sound of the missiles from above the tent was very terrifying and scared me and my brother Taim a lot.

My mother cries every day because she does not know how to make us food, because there is no food at all, and because there are no sanitary supplies for my brother Taim when he defecates.. and she is very afraid of the sound of the Jewish missiles and says that we will all die in the tent.

I want to ask you.. I want you to help me, my father, my mother, and my brother Taim.. We want to leave the Gaza Strip so that we can continue our lives.. so that I can return to the kindergarten that I left.. and so that my future and the future of my brother Taim are not lost. Our entry into Egypt cost us 20,000 US dollars.

Please help us and donate on this page, and I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life, which I have not yet begun.. Never forget me.

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Majd needs you. Let’s bring him back to health 🙏

My son Majd is fighting for his life 😔after contracting a severe viral infection at a hospital due to poor sanitation and lack of proper medical supplies. What should have been a simple treatment turned into unbearable pain for my little boy.

Majd urgently needs specialized, costly treatment to stop the infection and save his future. As a parent, it’s devastating to see him suffer, but with your help, we can give him a chance to recover.

Please, donate or share his story to help us save him. Every bit counts.

Thanks

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Hello 👋,

I hope this message finds you well. My name is Aziz, and I’m reaching out with a heartfelt plea to help my family find safety and reunite with our mother. 😞

The ongoing war in Gaza has torn my family apart. My mother and newborn sister are stranded in Egypt, while I, along with the rest of my sex family members, am trapped in the midst of the genocide in Gaza. We have not only been separated but have also lost our home and are enduring unimaginable hardships. 💔

Your support can make a difference. Whether by reading our story, donating, or sharing our campaign with others, you can help us reunite, find safety, and start anew. 🙏🕊

Thank you, from the depths of my heart, for your kindness, compassion, and solidarity during this difficult time. ❤🍉

https://gofund.me/58268669 🔗

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A Cry from the Rubble: A Family Torn Apart by War

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Hello,

My name is Ghada, a 32-year-old Palestinian woman from Gaza. I once lived a life filled with hope and ambition ✨. I studied Information Technology 🎓, earned a bachelor's degree, and worked at a private company where I believed my future was taking shape 🌟. But in a single moment, war destroyed everything.

Our home, the place that held our dreams and memories 🏡, my job that I was proud of 💼, and the future my family worked so hard to build—all reduced to rubble under relentless bombing 💔.

Our Home... Reduced to Rubble💔

When the bombing intensified, our lives turned into an endless nightmare 😔. Our home, once a sanctuary of safety and warmth, was completely destroyed, forcing us to flee to Rafah in southern Gaza ⛺. There, we lived in a tiny tent that barely protected us from the harsh winter ❄️ or the scorching summer heat ☀️.

But even that was not the end of our suffering. We were displaced again, this time to central Gaza, where we now live in an overcrowded school for displaced families. Here, we have no clean water 🚰, insufficient food 🍞, and no safety to speak of.

My Father and Brother... Victims of Economic Destruction 💔😑

My father, Nabil, 62 years old, worked tirelessly in his small aluminum workshop 🔨. It was our only source of income, but the war destroyed it completely, leaving him helpless in the face of this devastation 💔.

My brother Khaled, 23 years old, graduated with a degree in accounting 📚 and started his career in a construction company 🏗️. But like many others in Gaza, he lost his job and dreams to the war 💼. Today, he bears the heavy burden of providing our family with basic necessities like food and water 🍞💧, despite the unbearable conditions.

Our Children... Innocence Lost to War 💔😢

The children in our family—Lama, Nabil, Amir, Fatima, Iman, and Noor—are the true victims of this war 🧒👧.

They live without schools 🎒, without toys 🧸, and without any hope for a safe future. Diseases are everywhere 🦠, and recently, polio has begun to spread, adding to their suffering. These children, who should be learning and playing, are now trapped in fear, hunger, and illness 😢.

Life Here... A Slow Death 💔🥺

We are living in conditions unfit for humanity. The water is polluted 💧, food is scarce 🍽️, and diseases are rampant 🩺. Our children go to bed hungry, and every day, we wake up to more pain and despair.

We Plead for Life... Before It’s Too Late 🙏💔

All we want now is to escape this nightmare 🛑. Crossing the Rafah border into Egypt is our only chance for survival 🌍, but it costs $5,000 to $7,000 per person 💸—an amount we cannot afford.

We are here to ask for your help 🙏. Every donation, every word of support 💬, every share of this story 📢 could be the lifeline that saves us.

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Help Us... Before Our Story Becomes Another Tragedy💔🙏

Please, don’t forget us. We live with the hope that our words will reach your hearts 🙏❤️.

>>>GoFundMe Campaign Link

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on their verified list, number 6.

"Alive but Forgotten"

We live today in a world of silence, a heavy silence that is slowly killing us. I see my younger siblings, their ages ranging from 3 to 7 years old, passing by with innocent eyes filled with questions I cannot answer. They hide behind me when they see a stranger, afraid of the unknown. My mother, who suffers from chronic illnesses, cannot even stand without help. She has not found anyone to extend a hand, and each time her condition worsens, I feel helpless.

My father, who was once a symbol of strength, is now a shadow of a man, broken and unable to bear the burdens after losing everything. He worked his whole life to provide us with a decent life, but today, we have nothing but rubble and the camps we move between, with memories that grow darker each day.

What I ask for is not money, nor material help, but something simpler. I just want someone to feel our existence, to remember us with even a word, a small gesture that revives hope in us that we are still a part of this world. Our messages are met with silence, as if we no longer exist, as if we are no longer part of life.

Every day, we live in the shadow of devastation, inside a room in a school that has turned into a shelter, its walls insufficient to provide privacy and fresh air to breathe life into us. We now share this space with other families, each carrying their own pain and worries. As for the children, they do not know what it means to have a home, nor do they understand what loss is. Whenever they look at my mother, they run to her, asking her to tell them a story about the future, not realizing that all my mother has left to tell them is sorrow.

Friends, our pain is not in the loss of things, but in the loss of existence, in becoming unheard. Sometimes, I stop to wonder: Are we still alive? Are we still part of this world? Our messages are met with silence, and our dreams have faded along with the ruins of the homes that no longer exist.

I no longer ask for anything except for someone to feel our presence, to ask about us, to remember us, even with a word. If our words touch your hearts, all we need is for you to share with us, to show the world that we are still here.

We ask for nothing except for you to raise our voices, to bring hope back to us, and to be a part of our story that we are trying to write with our trembling hands and souls still holding on to a thread of hope.

Sharing this story could be the difference between life and death for us.

If you help spread our story, you will be giving us hope to survive, hope for life amidst all this destruction. We’re not asking for more than to be remembered, to be reminded that we’re still here.

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Thank you for your attention, and for being the hope that could bring us back to life.

My campaign is legitimate and fully documented. You can verify this through the following links:

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Every support or share makes a big difference and restores hope in our lives.

Thank you for your care and support, which gives us the strength to continue.

Hello,

My name is Mohammed Ashraf, and I am 20 years old. I am writing to you from a place of suffering, pain, and anguish...

My life was very normal and beautiful until war came and destroyed everything. Before the war, I had graduated from high school with a 90% average and enrolled in a Computer Science and Internet of Things program at the University of Gaza. However, my joy was short-lived as the war struck Gaza, destroying my university and my dreams along with it.

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Hello, My name is Mohamed Ashraf, and I am 20 years old. I am … Mohammed Ashraf needs your support for Help my family to go abroad for trea

My father is 45 years old and worked as a sound director for Palestine Television. However, during the war, his work stopped due to the destruction of all the media outlets.

My mother is 37 years old and had many dreams, but the war shattered all of them. My middle sister Hala, who is 17 years old, was supposed to graduate from high school this year, but the war deprived her of that opportunity. My younger sister Janna is 13 years old, and my youngest brother Adam is 10 years old.

Our suffering began from the first day of the war. We were forced to evacuate our home, which was destroyed, leaving us without shelter. My family and I fled from northern Gaza to the south, believing it would be a safer area as claimed by the enemy. However, there is no safe place in Gaza. We were targeted by Israeli airstrikes, and the house we had moved into was hit. All my family members were injured, some severely and others mildly.

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Donate to Help my family to go abroad for treatment from the war, organized by Mohammed Ashraf

Hello, My name is Mohamed Ashraf, and I am 20 years old. I am … Mohammed Ashraf needs your support for Help my family to go abroad for trea

My mother needs bone grafting for her fingers, and my father requires surgery for multiple fractures, nerve grafting, and physical therapy. My sisters need to have their scars treated and require medical care abroad. However, we need funds to cover all travel and treatment expenses.

We are now seeking the opportunity to live abroad after our treatment, but this is very costly. I urgently need your help to make our lives better and to help us forget the nightmare we are currently living. I want to provide my family and myself with a decent life and a better future. I believe that humanity and compassion still exist among you and that there are those who will respond to our plea.

My wish is to provide my family and myself with the life we deserve. Every donation, no matter how small, will have a significant impact on our lives. Your contributions will help cover all our travel and treatment costs.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for supporting my family and me during these difficult times. I believe that goodness still exists and that there are those who share our hope for a better life. Thank you for considering supporting us. I am grateful for any assistance you can provide.

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