mortallyfuturistictragedy
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Humanitarian Appeal:
With joy in our hearts at the safe return of the prisoner Aidan Alexander to his country and family, we see this as a hopeful sign and a gateway to goodness. We pray it marks the beginning of relief for the suffering people of Gaza.
Today, we raise a heartfelt appeal to all kind and compassionate souls: Food has been cut off for over two months, and we are facing severe malnutrition, especially among children and the elderly.
We urgently ask for your support—whether financial aid or food supplies—to help families who are silently enduring these dire conditions.
Your generosity can bring light and life to those who need it most.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #358 )✅️
It was also verified by Bilal Salah
Humanitarian Appeal:
With joy in our hearts at the safe return of the prisoner Aidan Alexander to his country and family, we see this as a hopeful sign and a gateway to goodness. We pray it marks the beginning of relief for the suffering people of Gaza.
Today, we raise a heartfelt appeal to all kind and compassionate souls: Food has been cut off for over two months, and we are facing severe malnutrition, especially among children and the elderly.
We urgently ask for your support—whether financial aid or food supplies—to help families who are silently enduring these dire conditions.
Your generosity can bring light and life to those who need it most.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #358 )✅️
It was also verified by Bilal Salah
A Message from the Heart of Suffering
To every kind soul out there…
We are a family of ten, including helpless infants, living in constant displacement. We’ve moved more than ten times, searching for safety, only to find torn tents, dry land, and an uncertain future.
We have no home, no enough food, and not even clean water. Our children go to sleep hungry and wake up crying from pain and illness. They suffer from severe malnutrition, and there is no medicine or milk available.
We are surrounded by the stench of sewage, swarms of insects, and relentless mosquitoes. Every day we survive is a miracle. Every hour without a new tragedy is a blessing.
Today, I share this message because we are on the edge. We are not asking for much — just enough to survive, just enough to protect our children’s dignity.
Your donation, even the smallest amount, can change everything. It can save a child from hunger, or give a baby a chance to live.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #358 )✅️
Please, help us. Be the light in our darkest hour.
It was also verified by Bilal Salah
A Message from the Heart of Suffering
To every kind soul out there…
We are a family of ten, including helpless infants, living in constant displacement. We’ve moved more than ten times, searching for safety, only to find torn tents, dry land, and an uncertain future.
We have no home, no enough food, and not even clean water. Our children go to sleep hungry and wake up crying from pain and illness. They suffer from severe malnutrition, and there is no medicine or milk available.
We are surrounded by the stench of sewage, swarms of insects, and relentless mosquitoes. Every day we survive is a miracle. Every hour without a new tragedy is a blessing.
Today, I share this message because we are on the edge. We are not asking for much — just enough to survive, just enough to protect our children’s dignity.
Your donation, even the smallest amount, can change everything. It can save a child from hunger, or give a baby a chance to live.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #358 )✅️
Please, help us. Be the light in our darkest hour.
It was also verified by Bilal Salah
My name is Aisha, and I’m a mother of eight children living in Gaza.
Before the war, we lived a simple life. We had a small home full of love and a butcher shop selling fresh and frozen meat. It wasn’t much, but it helped us survive.
Then, everything changed.
An airstrike destroyed our home. Our shop was reduced to rubble. In one moment, we lost everything—our shelter, our source of income, and our sense of safety.
Now, we live with no home, no food, and no income. Each day is a painful struggle.
My daughter is a widow—her husband was killed by Israeli forces, leaving behind a little boy who never got to meet his father.
I also have a baby, just seven months old, who is suffering from a sebaceous cyst near his ear. Doctors say he needs urgent surgery, but I have no way to pay for it.
There are days when my children go to bed hungry. Today, I managed to buy a little flour to feed them, only thanks to the kindness of strangers.
But tomorrow? I don’t know what we’ll eat. I don’t know how to save my baby or care for my orphaned grandchild.
I’m writing this from a place of deep pain—not weakness, but desperation. I am a mother doing everything I can to protect her children.
Your donation can save lives.
You can help me buy food, medicine, and get my baby the surgery he needs.
You can help a family that has lost everything stand up again.
Please, from one human to another—help us survive.
May your kindness be returned to you a thousand times.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #358 )✅️
Vetted by@90ghost
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #358 )✅️
Vetted by@90ghost
My name is Aisha, and I’m a mother of eight children living in Gaza.
Before the war, we lived a simple life. We had a small home full of love and a butcher shop selling fresh and frozen meat. It wasn’t much, but it helped us survive.
Then, everything changed.
An airstrike destroyed our home. Our shop was reduced to rubble. In one moment, we lost everything—our shelter, our source of income, and our sense of safety.
Now, we live with no home, no food, and no income. Each day is a painful struggle.
My daughter is a widow—her husband was killed by Israeli forces, leaving behind a little boy who never got to meet his father.
I also have a baby, just seven months old, who is suffering from a sebaceous cyst near his ear. Doctors say he needs urgent surgery, but I have no way to pay for it.
There are days when my children go to bed hungry. Today, I managed to buy a little flour to feed them, only thanks to the kindness of strangers.
But tomorrow? I don’t know what we’ll eat. I don’t know how to save my baby or care for my orphaned grandchild.
I’m writing this from a place of deep pain—not weakness, but desperation. I am a mother doing everything I can to protect her children.
Your donation can save lives.
You can help me buy food, medicine, and get my baby the surgery he needs.
You can help a family that has lost everything stand up again.
Please, from one human to another—help us survive.
May your kindness be returned to you a thousand times.
My name is Aisha, and I’m a mother of eight children living in Gaza.
Before the war, we lived a simple life. We had a small home full of love and a butcher shop selling fresh and frozen meat. It wasn’t much, but it helped us survive.
Then, everything changed.
An airstrike destroyed our home. Our shop was reduced to rubble. In one moment, we lost everything—our shelter, our source of income, and our sense of safety.
Now, we live with no home, no food, and no income. Each day is a painful struggle.
My daughter is a widow—her husband was killed by Israeli forces, leaving behind a little boy who never got to meet his father.
I also have a baby, just seven months old, who is suffering from a sebaceous cyst near his ear. Doctors say he needs urgent surgery, but I have no way to pay for it.
There are days when my children go to bed hungry. Today, I managed to buy a little flour to feed them, only thanks to the kindness of strangers.
But tomorrow? I don’t know what we’ll eat. I don’t know how to save my baby or care for my orphaned grandchild.
I’m writing this from a place of deep pain—not weakness, but desperation. I am a mother doing everything I can to protect her children.
Your donation can save lives.
You can help me buy food, medicine, and get my baby the surgery he needs.
You can help a family that has lost everything stand up again.
Please, from one human to another—help us survive.
May your kindness be returned to you a thousand times.
The return of the Israeli bombing to Gaza City and the tents of the displaced, God bless us, Lord
My name is Aisha,
a mother of eight children. I write to you as I struggle to protect them from hunger, cold, and the death that follows us every moment. We are living in the heart of hell—under relentless bombing, without shelter, without food, without medicine. War has taken everything from us, even our dreams.
My daughter lost her husband—he was martyred before her eyes by the Israeli army, leaving her child an orphan before he could even speak his first words. Our home, the only place that once gave us safety, has been completely destroyed. Now, we have nothing but the sky raining fire upon us and the ground that can barely bear our pain.
My youngest child has a sebaceous cyst near his ear and needs urgent surgery, but how can I provide him with treatment when we don’t even have food to eat? How can I save my children from hunger and illness when I have nothing left but my voice to plead for help?
Help us… Save my children… Do not leave us to die.
Please, do not leave us alone in this suffering. Any help, no matter how small, could save my children’s lives. Your donation could give them a chance to survive this nightmare we live in every day.
#Donat my babey
#Help_Us
My name is Aisha,
a mother of eight children. I write to you as I struggle to protect them from hunger, cold, and the death that follows us every moment. We are living in the heart of hell—under relentless bombing, without shelter, without food, without medicine. War has taken everything from us, even our dreams.
My daughter lost her husband—he was martyred before her eyes by the Israeli army, leaving her child an orphan before he could even speak his first words. Our home, the only place that once gave us safety, has been completely destroyed. Now, we have nothing but the sky raining fire upon us and the ground that can barely bear our pain.
My youngest child has a sebaceous cyst near his ear and needs urgent surgery, but how can I provide him with treatment when we don’t even have food to eat? How can I save my children from hunger and illness when I have nothing left but my voice to plead for help?
Help us… Save my children… Do not leave us to die.
Please, do not leave us alone in this suffering. Any help, no matter how small, could save my children’s lives. Your donation could give them a chance to survive this nightmare we live in every day.
#Donat my babey
#Help_Us
Please help my family
My name is Aisha
I never imagined I would find myself in a situation that would require me to write these words, but life has taken an unexpected and devastating turn. My family, consisting of my beloved husband and our eight children, is facing a crisis that we cannot overcome alone. Our home, once filled with love and laughter, has been shattered. The roof over our heads, the walls that protected us, and the place where our children grew up are lost. We lost not only our home, but the foundations of our lives. Now, we struggle every day to survive, with nowhere to go or a way to rebuild without help.
Our children, who should be focused on school and their dreams, worry instead about where they will sleep or when their next meal will be. The weight of their fear and confusion breaks my heart. As parents, we feel helpless and unable to provide basic necessities for our loved ones.
We are urgently asking for help because we cannot do this alone. We need to rebuild not only our home, but our lives. Every donation, no matter the size, will go directly to providing our children with a safe place to sleep, food to eat, and a chance to dream again. Please, if you can find it in your heart to help us during this desperate time, we will be forever grateful to you. May your kindness and generosity be the light that guides us through this darkness.
