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🌍✨ 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. ❤️

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My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my

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 ❤️

💔 Being Palestinian Today...

Imagine waking up not to an alarm clock, but to the deafening roar of warplanes above your home. No breakfast waiting. No running water. No electricity. Just the sound of fear… and the weight of survival.

Children wake up screaming, parents hold their breath, hoping this day won't be their last. No one should live like this. No one should have to choose between hunger and safety, between silence and losing their home.

This isn't just a humanitarian crisis — it's the daily reality of us people whose only "crime" is existing on land they call home.

Our suffering is not a number. It’s names, families, stories, and dreams lost too soon.

🕊️ Raise awareness. Speak up. Humanity shouldn't be selective.

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You know you're the bad guys when the US is on your side.

Israel returned to war again. The bombing is everywhere. We are being exterminated here and the whole world is silent.

In a moment, 400 people were killed, most of them children and women.

There is no food, no drink, and no way out of this hell.

We are dying before your eyes please, don’t leave us alone! Save us, do something protest, donate, participate.

I don’t want to die! Please support me with any amount that will promise me to buy food, drink, medicine and survive me and my family

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A family trapped in Gaza appeals for help to survive

I am a mother of two children, the first is a boy named Nasser who is 2 years old, and the other is named Enaam, who was born during the war when she was less than two months old... I see my children growing up in front of me and I don't know how or when. This is not what I wished for. I dreamed of a wonderful life to spend with him... a life not filled with death, fear, destruction and deprivation... I wanted to fill their room with toys and his closet with clothes, and I wanted to buy them children's books, but I couldn't... The war came and the wishes disappeared... My goal became to provide food for him. I can barely afford anything. Everything is expensive and we no longer have the income to buy his needs. Bayd Al-Karam was deprived of many of his basic needs. He was deprived of safety and stability... no fruits or meat.

There is only fear that fills my son's eyes as soon as he hears the sounds around him. He does not realize what is happening outside, but he feels it and sees it in our eyes when he looks at us. I cannot protect myself, my children. Help me save my children. They deserve a better life, as do all the children of Gaza and the world. Alone, I can't do it, but with your help we can find a safe place and a better future for my children. Be the reason for changing a child's life for the better by visiting our link. And donate to us with anything, no matter how small... Every dollar makes a difference and gives my daughter a life.

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The hardest decision for us was to leave our country, to leave Gaza, to overcome the obstaclطes we faced and the losses we suffered, and to start a new life from scratch.

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We don’t know if we will survive until tomorrow… Bombs are everywhere, and each missile that falls carries two tons of explosives, burning bodies completely and leaving nothing behind. Shrapnel has torn apart our fragile tent, and the streets are filled with the smell of blood. My children are crying in fear, and my sick mother is fading before my eyes.

Don't leave us alone! Donate, share, pray for us, protest—do something. At any moment, we could lose our lives.

In just a few hours, 500 of our loved ones have been martyred, and over 1,000 have been injured... and the count is still rising!🔂