Hello,
I’m Lena, a mother of three from Gaza. 😢
The war has taken everything from us. My husband was injured and can no longer work, leaving us struggling to provide even the most basic necessities—water, food, and clothing for our children.
We are in desperate need of your help. Please consider donating, sharing, and reblogging our story to help us rebuild our lives.
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I’m sorry, I can’t donate, but I’ll be sure to reblog your pinned post.
My name is mahmoud mohammed jaafar jaafar i studied computer engineering and graduated from university in 2023 i worked as a software engineer in a local company here in gaza unit the war started, then the company got destroyed and became unemployed and our house is destroyed partially and became inhabitant to live in but nevertheless we stayed in it because we do not else to go i currently live in north gaza where is a scarcity of food and i have 3 brothers and 4 sister one of them died while he was trying to find food for the family so i am the eldest in my family now i have to provide a living for them
Any amount you give me will help me a lot in supporting my family in Gaza in light of the fear and lack of food, medicine and drink
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🌸💐 ur really lovely and I hope u have a wonderful day
Thank you!
📢 Help Rebuild Our Lives: A Family's Fight for Survival in Gaza❗🚨
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Hello everyone!!
Please share, like and donate this campaign with your friends, family and colleagues to help us achieve our goals. I would appreciate your assistance. Any amount, even if small, will make a difference in providing assistance to my family in our hour of need.
Thank you for taking the time to read this message and consider making a difference in the lives of those affected by the ongoing crisis in Gaza
With gratitude,
Lina & Her Family
I had a bit of a nightmare last night, so I thought drawing some vent art and talking about it might help. The art helped a little, but I’m still a bit shaken up. I was dark and cold, and there were hundreds of glowing, red eyes just staring at me. They followed me wherever I went. When I tried to escape, they started whispering gibberish. I swore I could hear it in my own head, even when I tried to block it out. Then it got louder and louder, and the eyes got brighter and brighter, until it was too much and I woke up shaking and crying. I’ve never had any sort of nightmare like this before. I’ve never been so afraid before. Usually my nightmares aren’t so bad. I tried doing some research. It said that nightmares like this meant being afraid of being criticized or judged, but I’m not worried about those things at all. I’m just really confused by all of this.
Little saleh tell that he lives in a tent ,and he doesn't have a milk , pampers ,food , and winter clothes
Saleh does not know what a home or a house means. He does not know the meaning of an amusement park or toys like other children around the world. Saleh grew up in a tent, witnessing and hearing things no mind could imagine.
Saleh asks you, what wrong has he done to live like this⁉️
🍼Please support Saleh so he can live like other children in the world.
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Hello 🤗❤️
I hope you're doing well 🌹
Can you help me share my family's story? 🙏🏻
Would you reblog my pinned post?
Or donate €5 to save us from death and war?
Your support can give us hope for a better future 🌷
Thank you so much 🌸
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I’m sorry that I can’t donate, but I’ll be sure to reblog your pinned post to spread the word.
Dear humanity, 💔
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉
Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨💔, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
I’m sorry, I can’t donate, but I’ll be sure to reblog your post.
How do you feel about you being forced into the therapy job? What do you plan on doing now? Or even in the future?
I mean, I was made for it. So I didn’t really have the mindset to complain about it, or want to. As for what I plan on doing now, I plan on living on earth and experiencing what it has to offer. As for the future, I’ve never really thought about it before. I plan to take it in stride for now, you know the phrase, ‘see where the wind takes me’, basically that kinda thing. I have no idea what the future holds, all I hope is that it’s good.
Hello, my name is Rola, and I am a mother of two children living in the Gaza Strip. Our lives were once filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. But everything changed on October 7th, when the war shattered not only our home but our entire world.
That morning, my family and I were enjoying coffee together on the balcony. Out of nowhere, an explosion erupted, shaking our home violently. My husband and son ran for cover, falling over each other in panic, while I stood frozen, still holding my cup, unable to process the chaos around me. When I looked out the window, I saw that our neighbor’s house, once filled with life, had been reduced to rubble. Ambulances rushed to the scene as people scrambled to rescue the injured and pull bodies from the debris.
The bombings didn’t stop. At night, the rain poured heavily, and the cold seeped into our bones. I stayed awake, covering my children to keep them warm and praying for their safety. But safety is an illusion here. Another explosion shattered the night, and our neighbors’ home was destroyed. Their children, who had been sleeping peacefully under a blanket, were found lifeless, their cover soaked in blood.
I looked at my children with tears in my eyes and thought, How can I protect you? We had to flee our home with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We left behind my children’s toys, their clothes, and their beautiful bedroom. Everything we had worked so hard to build is gone.
Our Current Reality Now, we are displaced and living in a nightmare. Food is scarce, and prices are unimaginably high—$10 for a kilo of sugar! The fear of death hangs over us constantly. My children deserve a life of joy and hope, not one defined by fear and loss. Why can’t we live like everyone else—go to work, visit family, and watch our children play in safety? Why do our children have to grow up surrounded by death and destruction?
How You Can Help I am pleading for your kindness to help us rebuild our lives. We need your support to: 💔 Rebuild our home, so my children can feel safe again. 🌍 Evacuate from Gaza, seeking a future where my family can live with dignity. 🩺 Provide urgent medical care for my children, who need protection from this nightmare.
Even the smallest donation can make a difference. If you can’t donate, please share my story. Every share brings us closer to hope.
What Your Support Means Your kindness is not just about helping us survive; it’s about giving us a chance to dream again. To rebuild what we’ve lost and to ensure my children have a future filled with possibilities, not fear.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Your support means the world to us. Let’s work together to rebuild hope, one step at a time.
🌸 Please share our story and consider donating today. 🌸
I now have an rp blog called https://a-fluttering-flame.tumblr.com
It’s a new character, as I wanted to see what I could do with this character. If you decide to check it out, I hope you enjoy it. Important note: this blog isn’t ending. I’m still going to update and use this one. So both blogs are still in use.
I'm Blue sunstone, my nickname is sparkles, but feel free to call me either one. I'm Blue diamonds former therapist, but any personal questions about our sessions will not be answered. I've decided to make this blog to learn more about the humans, animals, and plants that live on earth, and about the earth itself. This blog will also be used to log my own personal experiences on earth. I hope we can all learn something from one other.
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