Children in Gaza are losing their limbs every day—just like the little girl in this heartbreaking photo. The war has stolen their futures, their mobility, and their right to live in peace. My own son, Qais, is just two years old. He was injured in an airstrike, and I cannot afford the medical treatment he desperately needs. As a mother with no income, I beg you—please Donate and help us. Your donation could be the reason Qais walks again.
This is the terrifying reality for many children in Gaza:
1. Airstrikes often target residential areas, leaving children with life-altering injuries.
2. Hospitals lack medicine and equipment, and most families cannot afford private care.
3. Children like Qais are at risk of permanent disability, even death, without timely treatment.
I watch my child cry in pain every night, and I can do nothing but hold him. No mother should face this. We need your support now more than ever. Every donation—no matter the amount—can help save Qais’s , his future, and his life. Please, don’t look away. Help us heal.
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Hello, I'm Wasim from Gaza, in Al-Mawasi specifically... My family and I were displaced from Rafah after hardship, bombing, displacement, and hunger.😭😔
Now we have been away from our city and our beautiful home for 9 months. We have lost our house that my father built stone by stone and he worked 24/7 to build this house. But the occupation destroyed it, and no house remained in my beautiful city remained intact.😭💔💔
We are now living in a tent or semi-tent, which does not protect us from the cold of winter or the rain. Our lives are very difficult.😔😭
Thanks to your donations, we have been able to buy food and flour, and now I am asking you for help to buy a tent that will protect us from the cold of winter. We do not know what it means to sleep because of the extreme cold.🥶
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happy happy happy fiddleford friday
Happy to share this mythological entity I painted for Isfet, a miniature boardgame set in ancient Egypt.
This is Kherty, an underworld deity. He was said to be the one to carry the spirits of the deceased to the afterlife and protect them from evil spirits, similar to the Greek ferryman Charon. It may be plausible to say Kherty was the original underworld deity before Osiris attained divine status.
Please let me know what you think!
All the best,
JCH
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Don't blame me if the pronunciation is weird here, I'm bad at English
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My name is Amira, I am 23 years old, and this is my story, filled with challenges and pain💔.
Four years ago, I lost my father and became responsible for my family. I took on the responsibility of caring for my sick mother and siblings, working hard as a university assistant and a programmer in a company. I was building my future step by step, enduring all the hardships 💙.
But the war turned my life upside down. I lost my home, my job, my university, and everything I worked for. We were displaced seven times in search of safety, and each time we hoped to find a better place. We are currently in Al-Zawayda, living in a school for displaced people, and we face harsh conditions every day😥.
This is a glimpse of our daily suffering, as we lack the most basic necessities of life. Every day, we face challenges that turn survival into a constant struggle in unforgiving conditions😓.
The accumulated waste around our area poses a serious health hazard, polluting the air and spreading diseases that have affected us all. Both our children and the elderly suffer from illnesses due to this ongoing pollution, in a situation that threatens our lives and health every day💔.
My heart longs for family gatherings, and I feel nostalgic for the moments we used to spend together. Now, we are separated between the north and the south, and we haven't seen each other for ten months😥.
I miss every corner of my room, which was my safe haven. Those corners hold my memories and reflect my peace, and I yearn to return to them🧡.
I also miss my working life, which, despite being exhausting, gave my life meaning and purpose. I miss the days of work and the effort I used to put in 💚.
And I long for the feeling of success and pride that filled me after achieving my goals in my studies and work. These memories of my accomplishments remind me of the joy of success💜.
I live every day amidst challenges, trying to stay strong despite all the difficulties. I try to be the support for my family, providing them with basic needs despite the scarcity of resources. And despite everything, I still believe that tomorrow will be better🤲🏽.
I need your help. You can support us by donating and sharing the campaign link. Your support could save an entire family from death and give us hope in these difficult times. Thank you for your support and care🙏💜.
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@fairuzfan link here
@sar-soor link here
@90-ghost link here
@commissions4aid-international link here
My Other Account 👉 @ameera-anq
OMG LOOK THE NIGHT LIGHT THAT I RECEIVED TODAY!!! THE PERFECT ADDITION TO MY SPOOKY COLLECTION :)
**Update for the people sending me asks I bought the product HERE
Every artist's dilemma of not drawing hands.. Her teen and adult design for an au of mine, love em dearly :3 Hope some of yall like it TvT any questions on her can be answered but only on her from the au- a bit of reasons for design choices below-
WELL for starters not much to work with since she only has one photo. turtlenecks just be her thing BUT I made it work nevertheless. Y'know how Sam and Max are barefoot in general, that's why i decide that "hey just do that instead worrying about shoes-" plus i feel like it fits more so she's not really out of place. Her teen fit is 2000s inspired hopefully close enough. PLS DONT ASK ME THE DOG BREED. IDK although her fur pattern reminds me of a dog which i dont know the name of but i wanted to spice up her fur so yh-
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Hello👋
Please take a moment to read my story.
I am Heba Al-Dahdouh. I currently live in the completely destroyed city of Gaza. Since the war on Gaza began on 7/1/2024, my family- my father Nasif, my mother Asmaa, and my siblings Khaled, Ahmad, Muhammad, and Malak-have been living in constant fear, crying, and suffering due to shrapnel, shells, and bullets.
We have no food, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools, no homes, no cleaning supplies, and no clothes. Our house was completely destroyed. My school has been bombed, and my brother Khaled's university is now rubble, depriving us all of education. The war has forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents unsuitable for living, especially in winter.
Every day we live death, terror, and panic a thousand times because of the ongoing bombardment of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the start of the war, we sought refuge at my aunt's house, but it too became rubble. Imagine: we have survived imminent death more than 20 times and have been displaced among shelters more than 13 times. My siblings and I have suffered from many illnesses due to malnutrition, and we need medication continuously.
If we stay in Gaza, we might lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza for a safe place. However, travel costs are extremely high. We need over $50,000 to leave Gaza. Due to exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, lack of security, the ongoing siege, and relentless bombardment, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity, with constant shelling and shrapnel flying above us? Dear compassionate friends around the world,
With your generous donations, even if small, you can save 7 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza filled with love, peace, and hope.
With my warmest regards from the city of Gaza,
Heba Al-Dahdouh.
Multishipper!! I support any ship in a fandom unless it is toxic, adult x child, or weird in general 🦖🐚 |15 yrs old| |I am a Christian, but I love learning more about other religions or cultures| She/They
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