🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
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. 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 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
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 ❤️
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Hello again, I am Abood from Gaza, I live in war, fear and destruction, we have been living for almost a year and a half now and we do not know how long, we have been displaced from our house more than 11 times
She got married 10 months ago amid the horrors of war. We dreamed of a bright future, but the war destroyed our home and everything we planned. We lost our livelihood after my father’s shops I worked in were destroyed after graduating with accounting. We had to move dozens of times in search of safety, but no safety here, only fear and constant death
Today, my sick wife and I live in a small tent that does not from the heat of summer or the cold of winter, amid insects and pollution that aggravates their health. I dream of surviving, traveling far from this hell, but the cost of leaving exceeds our ability
We wake up every day to the smell of death, tanks and helicopters have surrounded me more than 4 times, and every time I don’t know how to live? It seems that my death has not yet come
I beg you to reach out to save our lives, the only chance we have left is to help you
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I believe that good will always overcome evil, just as spring comes, and with it eternal life, overcoming the bitter cold of winter. We will overcome this genocide very soon with God's help and your continued help and support. One of the advantages we achieved during the war is to convey to you our voice, which has not been heard for many years, and to reveal the nature of this occupation and its actions that have been covered up for hundreds of years.
I would like to introduce you to my simple Palestinian family, who lived in peace in a very beautiful house consisting of a ground and upper floor and a charming garden that we renovated shortly before the war, but the occupation had a different opinion regarding the barbaric bombing of civilians and homes. The occupation destroyed our dear home, which reminded me of my father, the dearest person in the world. My life, may God have mercy on him. The occupation killed every happy and even sad memory by bombing our house.
This is my aunt Rifqa, my younger brother Ahmed, in his last year of school before university. My aunt's house was next door to ours, and she had been single for years. She was not married, and since we are a small family, I have no uncles, because my father was single. It was always my duty to check on my aunt and provide her with everything from food, drink, medicine, and everything else. Before I went to university every day, I always liked to go there to have breakfast together, chat and get her approval before I went to my studies. The memories of the occupation bombing my aunt’s house also disappeared.
This our beloved home before and after Israeli bombing 💔
My priority is to help this kind old woman, when the Rafah crossing is opened, to leave the Gaza Strip safely for Egypt. I do not care about the homes destroyed by the occupation. Money can be compensated, but the soul can be compensated. I don't want to see my aunt again. I want her to be with us again. This is really what I want. I want to send her money so that she can support herself in the northern Gaza Strip. The prices are crazy, folks, especially the food prices.
My priority is to help this kind old woman, when the Rafah crossing is opened, to leave the Gaza Strip safely for Egypt. I do not care about the homes destroyed by the occupation. Money can be compensated, but the soul can be compensated. I don't want to see my aunt again. I want her to be with us again. This is really what I want. I want to send her money so that she can support herself in the northern Gaza Strip. The prices are crazy, folks, especially the food prices.
this is my friend Ali Al-Tababi, and my name is Ghazi Sheto, but he was closer to me than many people in my family. I met Ali at university, and we had a goal: to graduate and work together. We will stay up all night to make this dream come true. He was always at my house, playing, studying, sleeping together and going to university together. We were conjoined twins. Quote. Him and all his family members. You can see the massacre of the Tabatabai family. May God have mercy on them all. I want to fulfill my dream and my friend’s dream and bring my aunt to Egypt and build my house again if possible.
He asked for 30 thousand as compensation, less than a little for what we lost in the war. Frankly, our homes cost half a million dollars, but I asked for 30 thousand so that I could bring my aunt and protect her soul from being killed and so that she could do that. Come to Egypt safely and give her food and drink while she is stuck in northern Gaza, but unfortunately I have only collected $500 so far.
These donations will go to my aunt, the old woman stranded in the northern Gaza Strip, to give her the opportunity to travel, protect her life from being killed, and secure her daily sustenance of food and nutrition. I ask everyone who can help, do not hesitate, because we really need help. Thank you all, and I hope you don't suffer as I do. We suffered, especially my weak aunt.
The post you reblogged from “Zalka Yusuf” is a scam. I would recommend checking out @anonthescambuster’s posts for info about spotting Palestinian impersonators.
Thank you for informing me about this. I had no idea. I never really know what to do in situations like these so I just spread as much word as possible. I'll take down my posts and I encourage people to check out the account linked here.
A Final Plea from the Heart of Hell: Save Us Before Hope Dies 💔🔥
Hi, I'm Hani 🤗
My Little Brother is Dying of Fear 😨
The Night Only Adds to Our Pain 🌙
Where is Humanity? Where is the World? 🌍💔
Don’t Let Us Disappear in the Darkness of Suffering 🌑
Don’t let our story end here. Be the light that guides us to salvation 🕯️✨.
With every tear, with every pain, I write this final plea to you,
Hani
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I hope everyone can read my story
I'm Mohammad Shaat from gaza I evacuated before the crossing closed
I ask you to help me during live in egype
Please help my son and wife for treatment in Egypt, she needs lifelong treatment due to blood clots, and my son suffers from rapid electrical activity in the brain.
I ask everyone to help and reblog
Donate any amount can help them to receive treatment
https://gofund.me/9fb27249
"Save what's left of our souls . . . 👨👩👦
Please help me complete my treatment and save my family from the war…😔"🇵🇸
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Hello…🦋🦋
I am Mona from Gaza. I live through the hardest days of my life due to the war that has destroyed our home and all of our dreams. We are currently living in a tent in this scorching weather🌡️, and soon, winter will come while we are still in the tent.
Feel free to help me $10 Enough to save our remaining lives would make a huge difference to me🙏
Due to the lack of adequate healthcare, we exposed to diseases much faster (with hepatitis and skin fungi). After the death of my grandfather, my father has been trying to save me and my family (my grandmother, mother, aunt, and her children).
Recently, I have been affected with eye diseases (cysts), and my father is unable to continue my treatment due to the significant rise in the prices of medicine.
Now we are living in Deir al-Balah, which is relatively safer. Currently, we are living in a tent that offers no real protection from any danger.😔🍉
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Please, I appeal to the humanity within you to help me, my daughter, and my family survive this war.
Do everything you can to help us and save us.
Help us evacuate and start a new life far from war, to live in peace with my daughter and family. ❤️🙏🍉
My human Bill in some alternate outfits. :P Also I gave him a braid to manage his hair, cuz I imagine it's basically always getting in his way or being a problem. Why is his hair so long? In-universe-explanation: Bill hasn't actually inhabited his own body in a very long time, so he couldn't exactly cut it, and although he's back in his body, he hasn't bothered to try cutting it. Out-of-universe-explanation: Bill's hair being so long and his neglect at cutting it represents his attachment to his past and his unwillingness to let go or move on. He can't ignore his past, and that continuously gets in his way and causes him problems.
I'm here for one reason and one reason only, to get weird!
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