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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. 💔

And I'm now waiting to be Vetted by @gazavetters 🙏

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Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

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🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

No home.

No food.

No clean water.

No way out.

I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.

I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.

I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.

Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.

💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚

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Hi I am Fatima and live in London UK. I have known Rola now for appr… Fatima Rajwani needs your support for From Despair to Hope: Help us to

Please, I Beg You To Read This. The latest report shows that over 65,000 children in Gaza are facing death due to starvation. This is not just a number—it is real, it is now. My little boy Qais is one of them. He was already injured in the war, and now he is slowly starving. I am terrified every day that I might wake up and find him gone. We desperately need your help and donations to save his life before it's too late.

Life in Gaza has become unbearable for mothers like me:

1. There is no food—even basic bread is rare, and we go to sleep hungry.

2. There is no clean water—I boil dirty water and pray it doesn’t make Qais sicker.

3. There is no medicine—not even for babies, not even for war wounds.

I am on my knees asking you to help. Please don’t turn away. I will do anything—I would clean your shoes, kiss your feet, just to get help for my child. Your donation could be the only reason Qais survives this. Even a few dollars can mean food, medicine, or hope. Please, help us before it’s too late.

No mother should have to watch her baby starve. Please, help us.

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If you would like to feed Qais's weak and fragile body, DONATE HERE.

Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭

Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸

قيادة جيش الكيان تدفع مبالغ نقدية عالية لجنود احتياطها مقابل الموافقة على القتال في غزة !!!!

الامتيازات المقدمة حتى الآن لم تفلح في ترميم العقيدة القتالية المنهارة للجنود،

والذين آثرت كثرتهم الكاثرة الفرار من التجنيد،

والسفر خارج البلاد،

بعد ما رأوه من بأس أولياء الله في الميدان!!

ورئيس أركان العدو يضع المشكلة على طاولة مناقشة الكابينت المصغر!!

هذه صورة يقابلها صورة فريدة لطليعة الطائفة المنصورة من أولياء الله المحمديين الذين يقاتلون "حفاةً جوعى عطشى بأجساد هزيلة" ولا يصدّهم عن الفداء غير الاصطفاء.

قليل صبر،

وعظيم إقدام وفداء،

سيبلغ أصدق الفريقين غايته،

ووالله لن ينجز إلا وعد الله.

د ابو محمود نائل

مئات المستوطنين يفرّون سيرًا على الأقدام من القدس المحتلة، والنيران تلتهم الأخضر واليابس، والاحتلال يطلب المساعدة الدولية عاجزًا عن إخمادها

اللهم اجعلها نيراناً من غضبك، لا تنطفئ إلا بزوال ظلمهم

🔥 🔥 الله يحرقهم كما حرقوا أطفال غزة

ستنتهي هذه الحرب المسعورة،

وستتوقف الإبادة

‏ليس بتهديدات نتنياهو ولا بتصريحات ترامب

‏ولكن بوعد الله وقدره

‏"لِيَقْضِيَ اللَّهُ أَمْرًا كَانَ مَفْعُولاً"

Kalbimin en mahrem köşesinde duran bir niyazdır bu.🕊🤍

صَلُّوا عَلىٰ مَنْ سَمَا الأفلَاكَ مَنزِلةً

وَخير مَنْ أرسَلَ الرحمنُ فِي الأُمَمِ ﷺ'

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جعل الله لكم، صباح يوم الجمعة نور،

وظهره أنس و سرور،

وعَصره استبشار وحبور ،

ومغربه غفران ذنوب ،

وجعل لكم فيه دعوة لا ترد

ووهبكم رزق لا يُعد،

وفتح لكم باب في الجنة لا يُسد.

اللهم آمين.

My husband has become a prisoner of the Israeli occupation😭😭

After we were besieged in Rafah for more than four days, the tent was demolished over my heads, my children, and my husband, and we were able to miraculously escape. For those whose story of escape was not complete, because they were able to capture my husband and he is now their prisoner after he was injured in his feet from the bombing. My child was also exposed to danger and underwent a difficult surgical operation that failed. My family is now without a father, without a breadwinner for us, in light of this war and this catastrophic famine. I cannot provide food and drink for my children, nor can I provide treatment for my sick child. Please help us by donating to save us from danger.

Please donate now

I want to thank every person with a humane heart who helped me and my children. I hope you continue to donate to my family.