Homes Are Gone. Entire Neighborhoods Erased From The Map. Families Torn Apart, And Memories Buried Beneath

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Donate to Help me save my children from death in the Gaza war, organized by Ahmad Mahmoud

I am Ahmed Mahmoud,34 years old, from Gaza, married with four childr… Ahmad Mahmoud needs your support for Help me save my children from dea

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In a corner of Gaza, my family and I are drowning in destruction, with the echoes of suffering surrounding us. I sat beside my modest tent, hastily erected after losing my home in the latest bombing. The faces of my family tell stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched upon them, as if they were records of unforgettable events. 🇵🇸⏳🍉

I once lived in a small home, filled with the laughter and voices of my children. Today, I have become a witness to the agony of displacement. The bombing forced me to flee with my children after a shell struck our home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings I never imagined would become unreachable. 🏚️💨

Every morning, I leave my tent and go to work, using a clay oven to provide food for my children. Meanwhile, my youngest son heads to the charity kitchens that offer aid, waiting for long hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down his frail body, he carries the food mixed with his tears and returns with a fake smile, hiding behind it the burdens of his struggles. 🍞🥀

At night, when everyone else is asleep, I remain seated at the entrance of my tent, gazing at the dark sky, reminiscing about days gone by… about my home that was once filled with warmth. Yet, I still find remnants of hope in my heart—a hope that one day peace will return, and my children and I will live in a new home, filled with joy. 🌙🏡✨

In moments of solitude, I find peace in prayer and supplication. I plead to God to protect Gaza and its people, to wipe away the dust of sorrow from our hearts. I always repeat🇵🇸🍉🌿

"We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost!" 🙏

Hello, I am Randa from Gaza am old 23 years

The situation in Gaza is very disastrous. We are majoring in a real famine. Guys, there is no food, no cooking, clean water. Save us and my family. Help us obtain the simplest necessities of life. Please, we need you. Do not hold back on donations. 5 euros will help serve us and my family. Donate via my donation link.😢🍉❤️🇵🇸🙌🚨

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"We are dying slowly... and you are watching."

Have you ever thought about what it means to be trapped in death without any fault of your own?

We live day by day in a world that completely ignores us.

Every minute that passes while you can act, we are waiting.

In our silence, we are drowning... in our pain, we are dying.

Yet we scream: is there anyone to answer? Can you hear us?

We are not asking for luxury, nor for false hope.

All we need is a chance to live.

But there is no life for us.

Have you ever felt that if you truly saw our pain, your conscience would break?

Have you thought about how many lives are fading now because the world doesn’t care?

We are between life and death, waiting for you... will you be late?

Every minute that passes while we wait could be our end.

How would you feel if you knew that you might be the reason a family survives?

You are not just a spectator, you are responsible.

Your donation is not charity.

It’s a decision between life... or death.

If you can’t silence the pain with words, let your actions be our hope.

Your silence now is a partnership in our death.

Don’t let regret haunt you after it’s too late.

Don’t let us die alone. Be part of our lives.

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Donate to "Help me and my family escape the genocide before it's too l, organized by Hani Alanqar

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

My name is Esraa mones, and I am a mother of two young children. One of them, under the age of five, urgently needs milk, while the other requires treatment for skin diseases.

Please donate and/or replog 🥺😭 🇵🇸

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Donate to Help a Mother and His Children Survive Gaza's War, organized by Mo'nes Naji

A Mother’s Plea for Her Children in Gaza My name is Esraa Al-Kafarna… Mo'nes Naji needs your support for Help a Mother and His Children

Please consider donating. If you can't, a simple reblog of my page's content can make a difference.

I ASK ALL OF YOU TO HELP MY FAMILY AND DONATE IN THE LINK PLEASE🍉

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

Please help us😭🙏🌿🇵🇸

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Donate to Help Amal and Her Family Rebuild Their Lives in Gaza, organized by Amal Mostafa albaik

My name is Amal, and I am a 50-year-old mother of five living… Amal Mostafa albaik needs your support for Help Amal and Her Family Rebuild

In one corner of Gaza,

drowning in destruction and echoing with suffering, sat Umm Saleh, a woman in her fifties, beside her modest tent hastily erected after losing her home in the latest bombardment. Her face told stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched on it as if they were records of unforgettable events.

Umm Saleh, who once lived in a small house filled with the voices of her children, now bore witness to the agony of displacement. She was forced to flee with her children after a shell hit their home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings she never imagined would become unattainable.🌿🍉

Every morning, Umm Saleh leaves her tent in search of sustenance to feed her children. She goes to bakeries providing aid, waiting for hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down her frail body, she carries the bread, dampened with her tears, and returns with a fake smile that conceals the worries of a mother striving to protect the remnants of her family.🇵🇸🌿

At night, when everyone else is asleep, Umm Saleh remains seated at the entrance of the tent, gazing at the dark sky. She reminisces about the days gone by, about her home that was once filled with warmth, and about her elderly, ailing husband of 70 years. Despite the pain, she finds remnants of hope in her heart—a hope for a day when peace will return and her children and grandchildren will live in a new home brimming with joy.

In moments of solitude, Umm Saleh finds solace in prayer and supplication. She implores God to protect Gaza and its people and to wipe away the dust of sorrow from everyone’s hearts. She often repeats, "We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost."

Umm Saleh is not just a displaced woman but a symbol of patience and strength in the face of harsh circumstances. Her story, like the stories of thousands of mothers in Gaza, embodies the continuous struggle for life in a land torn apart by war, yet still blossoming with hope.

Please help us 🙏😭🇵🇸

Why is the world taking an idea Gaza is currently doing well and people are living normally!

Gaza is stricken Trump and the occupation prevent the entry of all means of relief Gaza people try with their fingernails

The disaster is big so far

If you are against the displacement of Gazans, empower their capabilities.

Since yesterday, the news was very bad, statements by officials who control our lands as if they were their legitimate legacy. No one can stop them, as if we were in a time of lamentation.

But what do we do now? We are weak... But we didn't give up.

From your place, you can make a difference: Support the capabilities of the people of Gaza. Support the construction. Support talent. Make Gaza a place to live. Support infrastructure. Don't be part of our displacement. Make life here easier, so no one is forced to leave.

From the beginning, we knew that post-war would be harsher than war itself. We saw the future before it came, and we were preparing for it.

No infrastructure. Nothing keeps people here. No nothing.

One $10 canal guarantees a person in Gaza a seat in a well-equipped scientific space.

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Donate to Help the Hamam Family Reconstruct Their House, organized by Annie Hall

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Gaza is not for sale. Gaza will not be defeated. Gaza will remain.

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URGENT FUNDRAISING FOR BREAST CANCER TREATMENT

I am genuinely sorry for this, but my sister is dying. If I could only ask for your permission one by one, I would, but I am afraid of the possibility that Tumblr may consider our plea as spam. Also, if any of you want an even more elaborate explanation about her medical condition, kindly look into this account's pinned post or you can message me directly because Tumblr flagged the pinned post as "sensitive content" after attaching proof of how extremely disfigured her right arm is. At times, it is also being kept hidden so not everyone can received notification even after being repeatedly tagged.

(And here is the direct link to the fundraiser.)

That is why despite the almost 14k notes, I decided to make another post/an update if you may because we are beyond desperate and we have not received any help as of lately.

My older sister's health has declined drastically since last week of December that is why I took over this account as per her request. We don't want to resort to asking for monetary assistance online but we still don't have the funds to get her through. As I have mentioned above, you can look into this account's pinned post to see how deformed her right hand was (if you needed the not blurred one, please let me know because I cannot possibly upload the actual picture because her account might end up getting taken down).

The entirety of her right arm is not only swollen, but blood kept seeping out of her knuckles, her palm, and her elbow. Protruding tumors/swelling have reached both of her breast, too, and is affecting her shoulder/shoulder blades and even her spine. Please reach out to me if you want to see more proof/health updates because I cannot post the photos here for they are somewhat too graphic. There's a lot of blood loss.

And although her arm was recently amputated, she is still under critical care and is currently battling numerous health complications.

If you could, please take some time to read her pinned post—please do. If you cannot donate, a reblog will be highly appreciated still. We need all the help we could get. I, recently just turned 18, and am only working part-time jobs trying to keep our family afloat, and what I am earning is not enough. The hospital could stop providing treatment at any time if we cannot put together the amount we owe them and the amount needed to outsource some of the meds that their in-house pharmacy cannot supply. It is a matter of life and death so I am begging all of you to please consider helping us. Help us get through this, please.

If you want to be removed from being tagged, please message me directly, and I will immediately do as you like. I know that this may seem invasive but it is not our intention. We are just desperate, and have been running out of ways to keep my sister alive. I cannot offer something in return other than express my immense gratitude. I am sorry, and please consider helping us. Thank you very much. 

🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

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Help Nadin Keep Her Life Stitched Together

My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.