As you know, after spending a year and a half under genocide, we are now back at war again. Bombings are everywhere, martyrs are everywhere, everything is dull, the crossing is closed, there are no goods or medicine, and the prices are exorbitant. 😭😔
At this moment, there are more than 500 martyrs and the number is still increasing.😞 Every martyr is a dream. More than 500 dreams have been killed.😭😞
We will die at any moment, don't leave us alone, we need you, you are our last hope, donate to save me and my family...‼️‼️‼️
So uhhh, update on my novel.
DRAFT 1 IS DOWN! After 8 months it is done. The first draft for Tides of Change has finally been completed.
I am so excited, this does not feel real lol.
Is it good? No. Did I decide to change my magic system 3/4 of the way through the draft? Yes. Did I still push through and finish the draft? YES!
I am so excited. Thankfully my magic system change isn’t too major (well, it is major but it’s not an entirely new magic system so it could be worse).
For any other writers out there, you can complete that draft! This is only the third full draft I have ever completed in my life. The first I wrote when I was 11 (we do not speak of that one), the other is for a Star Wars fanfic, and now Tides of Change.
I know there is a lot of work left to do but this is a huge deal for me and I am very happy.
Every single day in Gaza, mothers all around me keep losing their children to either bombs and snipers or starvation and disease. I can’t shake the dreadful feeling that my babies and I might be next. This has been our reality for a year now. We have been through all types of torture and fear. We’ve been forced to leave everything we knew behind and live in constant displacement and humiliation.
Our homes were reduced to rubble in split seconds. We have been spending long nights in total darkness under the buzzing of drones and heavy bombardment. We have been through the sweltering summer heat and the freezing winter cold with no shelter but a flimsy makeshift tent. The sun kept scorching my babies’ sensitive skin and the rain kept drenching their fragile little bodies and ours each time it poured.
We haven’t had a proper meal or a regular shower for months. My eldest daughter keeps wishing she could go back to school and get her new bike back. She and her sister always ask about their toys, but we barely have enough to survive, and nothing but rubble is left of our old life. I even had to give birth to my now six-month-old baby in a field hospital with no anesthesia. I will never forget how painful and terrifying that was, but what terrifies me the most is the thought of losing my children and my loved ones. A crushing fear sears through my chest each time I think of it.
My children are the only thing that’s keeping me on my feet and giving me strength to carry on. I never thought that I would be begging the world to save their lives one day, but here I am now with no one else to turn to but the conscience and generosity of every human with a heart.
I know that not everyone is always able to donate, but please consider helping us in any way you can, whether by reblogging, sharing our story with friends and family, or even praying for us. With winter approaching, our situation is not getting any better, and we need to be ready and provide necessary items and food for our children to survive the harsh weather. Our lives literally depend on your unwavering support.
Please reblog and donate if you can. Thank you all from the bottom of our hearts.🙏❤️
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Please share this!!! We need to help this famoly they are in so much danger, please donate or share. Their gofundme is here and on their profile.
Let's keep in mind the horrifying reality that way more than 35,000 Palestinians have been murdered by Israel. That's just a total of deaths directly from bombs, etc. There's deaths from intentional starvation, succumbing to injuries and other medical emergencies because of destruction of hospitals, and so on and so forth.
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Thanks to your incredible kindness, we’ve reached 19,800 out of 30,000. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now: 🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us. 😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment. 💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 might not seem like much, but it could mean a meal, clean water, or a tiny bit of hope for my family.
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude, Mosab and Family ❤️
I appeal to your compassionate hearts to stand with us in whatever way you can. Do you feel what my family and I feel? Our lives have become lifeless; we are just waiting for our turn to die. We dream of getting a little food to survive, and sometimes we cannot get it. If you feel what my family and I feel , please donate and share on your page.
✅️vetted by @nabulsi link here
Note to mention the other very expensive essential goods. I hope you will stand by me to get food
The crossings boarders are closed again these days and war return in Gaza.💔🙏
🚨Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #378 ) and shared by @bilal-salah0 , @virovac.🚨
The crossing through which food enters has been closed for more than 50 days. We have nothing to eat, and even if we do, the prices are exorbitant. Some of the prices listed are:
1 kg of meat = $100
1 chicken = 70$
1 kg of fish = 100$
1 bag of flour = $200
1 kg of cooking gas = $150
1 kg of sugar = $15
1 kg of eggplant = $20
1 kg of tomatoes = $10
1 kg of onions = $25
• $5 might not seem like much, but it could mean a meal, clean water, or a tiny bit of hope for my family.
Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
Thope you'll let me tell you a little bit about my home Gaza . It's a place where we're living through some very challenging times We're under attack from bombs, explosives, and warplanes, and we've had to endure many nights of sleeplessness. It's a difficult situation ,but we're trying to stay positive. This war has really taken a toll on us. It's destroyed our bodies, our lives, and our souls. It has been so sad to see our homes destroyed, our belongings taken from us, and our beautiful places ruined. It has also changed our situation for the worse. We were living a pretty_good life, you know? Peaceful, loving, and full of life. But then, we found ourselves in a really tough spot. Hunger, fear, and terror have become our new normal. My family along with my extended family, are struggling to make ends meet. We don't have the basic necessities of life, and our living situation is pretty rough. We're in these old, falling-apart tents. It's so hard to know what to do when winter comes. We'll be soaked in the rain and wind, and I'll be at a loss as to how to keep my family safe, from the bombing and from the summer .
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