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<div>It's been ages, and this relentless war in Gaza continues to extinguish hope within me and my family mercilessly. We reside in northern Gaza, where the humanitarian situation is much worse than can be imagined. We endure continuous famine and rampant chaos.
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<div>I have endured and continue to endure difficult circumstances, between losing over 120 family members and burying loved ones twice, and witnessing loved ones dying of hunger with nothing I can do about it, as I am without work or a source of income. Everything is falling apart, even my soul.
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<div>Your donations will help me stay alive and live with dignity. They would help if I and my family were forced to leave Gaza and go to Rafah near the border, covering the travel costs to the travel agency, evacuating the hell-like Gaza. Also, if we remain in Gaza, your donations will help me provide food and medicine for my family and all the destitute around me. For your own knowledge, goods prices in North Gaza are higher than any other place around the world due to the ongoing siege and obstacles.
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<div>Every dollar donated will make a difference and will be a glimmer of hope in this path full of humiliation, hunger, and oppression.
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<div>Being in Gaza is the most despairing, thus lethal hope I have ever encountered. It is the darkest light, the ugliest beauty, the driest irrigation, the bloodiest treatment, the craziest sanity, and the final beginning of the very same first war of 1948; therefore,
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<div>Although these days have not passed in love but have exhausted and burdened the heart, do we say "peace be upon you" when we are the ones who most desire peace? No matter, we will say "hello" because I am speaking to those who are truly human, who still believe that we are human beings who tire, face death, and suffer from a life that lacks life.
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<div>Dear reader, let me tell you my story and how I continue. Let your imagination run wild and live with me for a few minutes, and we’ll see how it affects your psyche.
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<div>I am Yanis Hamad from the Gaza Strip, from the city that was annihilated, Beit Hanoun. I studied a diploma in Agricultural Engineering at Al-Azhar University and studied E-Marketing at Al-Quds Open University. Unfortunately, I wasn’t as lucky as other graduates to work in my field of study. I have been accustomed to freelancing since I was 16 years old. I worked in a clothing store, an ice cream shop, a household goods store, a barbershop, and I cultivated the land to provide for my family, being the eldest son to a father who was consumed by that malignant disease that devoured his pure body. I worked hard to provide treatment for my father and tried to send him abroad, never imagining his loss in any way! But my efforts to help him survive were not enough to face our eternal enemy who committed a massacre against my sick father and my family. Let me tell you the details of the incident for those who still have humanity to read about our tragedy.
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<div>With the sunset in 2014, during an evening family gathering where we were trying to drown out the catastrophic sounds of rockets and shelling outside, I sat beside my father, speaking with a tone full of optimism about his improving health and our victory over this vile disease. But the occupier had another opinion. That evening, he decided to take away my beloved father and what remained of his health with a reconnaissance missile to threaten us by bombing the house, taking with him my elder sister, the flower of our home, and my uncles, grandmother, and uncle’s wife. My siblings, cousins, and I were all injured. Our entire family almost got wiped off the civil registry in an attempt to threaten us by bombing the house. I wonder, had they not issued this threat, what would have been the difference between what happened and what would have happened?
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<div>My dear father was martyred in my arms, beside my heart. His pure soul ascended to heaven, and with him ascended all my efforts to preserve what was left of his health. A thousand kisses and peace be upon his soul and theirs.
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<div>Continuing with my story, as I mentioned, I am the eldest son, and especially after that fateful incident, I had to take care of my family, consisting of my mother and my five siblings: Mohammed, Nancy, Dania, Kenan, and Rakan. Mohammed is studying abroad, Nancy and Dania are at university, and my wife is also part of our family. Kenan had the most severe injury among us, miraculously saved from certain death after traveling for treatment abroad, suffering nerve damage with some lingering effects on his body. As for Rakan, along with his physical injuries, he suffered psychologically from witnessing the martyrdom of our family before his small eyes, which caused a delay in his speech due to the shock of the horrifying scene.
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<div>After my father's passing, we rebuilt a family house at a cost of $45,000, and alongside my work here and there, I was able, thanks to God, to build a residential apartment to live in and start a family, which cost me $35,000. After five years, I opened my own business, a barbershop, at a cost of $6,000. But as usual, this occupier, who is accustomed to taking everything we have, left us with nothing but memories.
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<div>After trying to overcome this pain, my uncle Raed took my father’s place, providing us with moral and financial support, reuniting our family, and was God’s gift to our tired hearts. He was with me in building my own family, in my engagement, and in building my house, involved in every detail of my life. At some point, he too proposed to a girl and started a family, but in the 2021 war, my uncle, my second father, was taken away from us, that groom whom the angels escorted to heaven. I can never forget my sister Nancy's post about him: “They say the uncle is like a father, and I have become an orphan once again.”
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<div>After this incident, I got married and started my own family, and I now have a beautiful child, may God protect him. But since his birth, my child has been suffering from a hole in his heart, a medical condition called VSD. We had to keep a close watch on his tiny heart as it grew, hoping he would be in good health, God willing.
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<div>In this extermination and the war of death (2023), on the twentieth day of the war, the occupation forces destroyed my family's house and my house completely, leveling the place and destroying the infrastructure of my city, Beit Hanoun. A few days later, they destroyed my workplace, the barbershop I was running to provide a decent life for two families. Now, I no longer have a home, a job, or any means of survival, and I am unable to rise from beneath this catastrophe, while there are people depending on me to provide for them with the bare minimum to continue living.
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<div>On the first day of the war, we evacuated Beit Hanoun on foot at midnight after receiving the first threat message, with my young son, my mother, my wife, and my younger siblings crying behind me, heading into the unknown, only walking with the crowd until we ended up at a school in the Jabalia camp. After that, we moved to the Sheikh Radwan area, but the bombing of the Karama towers was so intense that glass fell on our heads, so we decided to evacuate to a shelter in the Al-Jalaa area. Later, the occupier dropped leaflets ordering us to go to the southern part of the Strip. Since our family had already tasted pain, we had to obey their damned orders and moved to a shelter in Rafah. We were shocked to hear about our grandfather’s passing in Deir al-Balah, but again we weren’t safe. Death visited us once more, forcing us to flee from a city where we had lived for seven months, ending up in a shelter in Deir al-Balah, sitting in a tent inside this shelter, with no amenities, with walls made only of our winter blankets.
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<div>We do not know what we will do in the coming days, and when winter comes again, how will we face it? I hope we will still be considered human beings when that time comes, and that we will have enough funds to survive, leave this place, and live abroad in a house with walls, a bathroom, and available water and electricity, where my family will be protected from heat and rain.
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<div>For that reason, I am trying this opportunity to help us live a dignified life and hope you will look upon us with humanity and assist in our campaign to reach the necessary amount of $45,000.
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<div>The permits and fees required to leave Gaza through the Rafah crossing to Egypt are $5,000 per person (8 people, which totals $40,000), plus $5,000 to ensure a dignified life for us abroad, covering shelter, food, and clothing in our early days.
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<div>Thank you so much for your attention, time, and feelings. You are not obligated to help, but we hope that you will assist us in escaping this death and living a dignified life worthy of us as human beings.
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Help My Family to Survive and Evacuate From Gaza

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<div>‏From October 7th until now, my family and I have been displaced, moving from one place to another. We first left on the first day to a school in the north, then escaped from bombardments to Salah al-Din School in Gaza. My family, including my mother, father, and siblings, suffered for two weeks from a lack of water and food, and high prices. We then relocated from the central Gaza Strip to the south, to Nuseirat, where we endured a month and a half of hardship. My child's needs for food and diapers were beyond normal levels. My greatest concern was for him, as he had never experienced much in life and lacked adequate immunity. I had no job or opportunity to support them, relying only on UNRWA aid. Due to constant movement and exposure, diseases spread widely, and my child was frequently treated with antibiotics and painkillers. He has not lived a normal childhood and has grown up in an overcrowded and unhealthy environment, having moved from the north at just 3 months old. Now, he is a year and two months old and has never experienced a normal life, with his rights largely ignored.
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<div>‏We then moved to Rafah and, as usual, faced the challenges of living in tents, poor hygiene, and extreme heat for three months. Nights in the tents were unsettling, and as my child grew, his needs increased. I attempted to start a small stall to meet our daily needs, but luck was not on our side due to the Israeli occupation. I also could not use my car due to the high fuel costs. The market, known as "Soudah Market," was only accessible to the wealthy or those with support. We continue to cook and work using firewood, which is also very expensive.
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<div>‏We were forcibly displaced again from Rafah to Deir al-Balah, where we faced new difficulties due to the limited space. The city was overcrowded with displaced people, to the point where we had to live in a classroom with multiple families. The lack of medical supplies and hygiene led to increased skin diseases and polio. Despite our efforts to make our living space suitable, we were unsuccessful due to the lack of appropriate space and resources. I no longer have the financial means to relocate again.
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<div>‏I am a 28-year-old man, married with a newborn child. I worked for a company in our sector and owned a home with my wife. She was completing her final semester at university, and our child, Bassam, lived in a 200-square-meter house. I also owned a car. I was living a comfortable and happy life, striving to become stable with my family, and thinking about how to be a good father and provide a suitable environment for my child, my wife, and myself. I provided all their needs, including food, milk, and diapers. I was close to complete stability, having almost cleared my debts and car installments, but luck was not on my side. My car was rendered unusable, and then came the fateful day of October 7th. Since then, we have been suffering. The first news I received was that my house had been completely burned and destroyed. Now, I am left without a home, work, safety, stability, or a decent life. Neither the place is my place nor the time is my time.
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<div>In the heart of Gaza, amidst the turmoil of conflict, lies the story of Mahmoud Al Masri, a 22-year-old whose life has been upended by the violence ravaging his homeland. Forced to flee his home in Beit Hanoun with his family of nine, Mahmoud now finds himself in dire circumstances, living in a cramped temporary tent, barely providing shelter from the unforgiving elements that rage outside amidst the chaos of war. It's within this fragile sanctuary that Mahmoud's plea for help echoes, a plea born out of desperation and a longing for safety amidst chaos. The situation is dire, and we need your urgent action to provide relief and support.
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<div>Your generosity can make a tangible difference in the lives of the Al Masri family. By contributing to their evacuation fund, you can help cover the substantial costs of securing safe passage out of Gaza. Moreover, as inflation exacerbates the suffering of Gazans, your donation will be utilized toward the most basic necessities, like shelter, food, and water. The financial burden of evacuation is a staggering $5,000 for adults and $2,500 for children (not including the costs for visa/passport fees and temporary accommodation), which is a sum that far exceeds the means of Mahmoud and his family. With your support, we can alleviate the financial burden weighing heavily on Mahmoud and his family, providing them with the opportunity to escape the horrors of war and rebuild their lives in safety. Every donation, whatever the amount, brings the Al Masri family one step closer to safety and security. This campaign is more than just a call for financial assistance; it is a rallying cry for empathy and understanding in the face of unimaginable hardship.
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Hello to all the world... I am communicating with you with great urgency and despair and full of hope for you.
My name is Haitham Muhammad Ramadan Al-Masry, I am 24 years old, the son of the martyr Muhammad Ramadan Al-Masry, a resident of Gaza. Beit Hanoun.
A graduate of Al-Quds Open University, majoring in Business Administration. I finished my bachelor's degree in 2022 and obtained a grade of 84.6%. I had the ambition to travel abroad and obtain a scholarship for a master's degree, but fate willed it and the war came and I did not complete this ambition.<br /><br />I got married two years ago in 2022 and had my first daughter in the war. She is now ten months old. She was the most beautiful thing that happened to me in the war. I had prepared many things and surprises for her before the war, but fate willed it and the war came to be the cause of destruction for everything. I had a beautiful apartment equipped with everything from furniture and beautiful memories for us. The house was completely destroyed on the fifth day of the war, and all the memories and happy moments we had in this small house went with it. We were displaced on the first day of the war on October 7, 2023 to our relatives' house in the city of Nuseirat. A week after the war on October 13, 2023, my firstborn daughter, whom I named Kiraz, came to me. On the day of her birth at 12 midnight, we went to the hospital and the bombing was over our heads. I was very afraid and worried about my wife during the birth process in light of the bombing and death that was around us.  After giving birth, we were displaced again to Rafah city. I lived in a tent in the street. It was a very difficult life under the rain and the bitter cold. We had a new baby girl. The situation was very difficult for us, but there was nothing we could do. We were displaced again for the third time to Khan Yunis city, the completely destroyed city, under the title of a safe and humane city for the displaced.<br /><font color="#333333"><br /></font><font color="#333333"><br /><br /></font>Now my little family and I live in a shelter school surrounded by total destruction where the chance of life was very difficult and below zero and now after ten months of this horrific war I feel helpless because I cannot provide a happy and rich life for my little family. The situation has become increasingly urgent I ask for your help to raise money to save my little family to travel abroad to live in safety and peace away from this miserable war that is destroying the lives of our children and our family. <font color="#333333">Thank you. <br /><br /></font><img src="https://d2g8igdw686xgo.cloudfront.net/81879953_1722797901254469_r.jpg" width="100%" media_type="3" alt="81879953_1722797901254469_r.jpg" /><img src="https://d2g8igdw686xgo.cloudfront.net/81879953_1722797929376586_r.jpg" width="100%" media_type="3" alt="81879953_1722797929376586_r.jpg" /><font color="#333333"><br /></font>

Help Haitham's Small Family

The War in Sudan has created the World’s largest Humanitarian crisis. According to the World Food Programme 19 million people are facing extreme levels of hunger and very little international humanitarian aid is reaching the country.<br /><br />In Response to this tragic situation in our native country, we have setup the Khartoum Aid Kitchen initiative to feed the hungry in the greater Khartoum area. <br /><br />Our first Kitchen in Al Hitana Omdurman has been a success. Alleviating hunger in the area by feeding 1,250 of the most needy people daily. The fortified stew we provide with bread is not only intended to provide sustenance but to also be nutritionally balanced. <br /><br />Since our kitchen in Al Hitana opened we have proceeded to rapidly setup new kitchens across the Khartoum State area. With the hope of being able to feed as many hungry people as possible. <br /><br />We currently directly run 12 fully fledged Kitchens as well as 5 partner kitchens which we support by covering their rice needs.<br /><br /><b><i>Directly run kitchens:</i></b><br />

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<li><span style="font-family:'-apple-system-body';">Al Eskan Kitchen feeding 600 people </span><br />

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<li><span style="font-family:'-apple-system-body';">Al Thawra district 4 kitchen feeding 600 people </span><br />

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<li><span style="font-family:'-apple-system-body';"> Al Thawra district 10 kitchen feeding 600</span><br />

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<li><span style="font-family:'-apple-system-body';"> Al Thawra district 17 kitchen feeding 600 </span><br />

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<li><span style="font-family:'-apple-system-body';"> Al Thawra district 60 Kitchen feeding 600 </span><br />

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<li><span style="font-family:'-apple-system-body';"> Al Doroshab Kitchen feeding 600 people </span><br />

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<li><span style="font-family:'-apple-system-body';">Al-Saudi Women’s and maternity hospital Kitchen feeding 400 patients and accompanying relatives </span><br />

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<li><span style="font-family:'-apple-system-body';">Al Waha Kitchen 1,000 people </span><br />

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<div>"Twins Under a Tent: A Father’s Call to Save His Family"
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<div>Your donation is not just financial support; it’s a message of hope for me and my family. It’s a promise that goodness still exists and that my children deserve a chance at a better life.
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<div>This is not just a story; it’s a call from a father trying every possible way to save his family from a harsh reality. All I have is hope and faith in your kind hearts. Every donation, no matter how small, is a step toward saving the future of two innocent children who have done nothing but be born into unforgiving circumstances.
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<div>M Hello my friends, I am Rami Hamad, my wife Shorouq and our daughters. Today we need you more than ever. After a year and a half of genocide, we lost everything: our home, our pharmacy and our loved ones. I hope you will help us return to northern Gaza.And rebuild our home, our pharmacy and our lives. We need everything now and unfortunately we don’t have anything. Please don't leave us alone, I'm counting on you  
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Help my family rebuild our home, our pharmacy, and our life

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<div>I’m writing to express my deep gratitude and to let you know how important your support is in helping us face rising prices and the severe shortage of food and water.
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<div>We are now in desperate need of funding to cover essential needs, such as purchasing nylon to cover the roof of our war-damaged home to protect ourselves from the winter rains, as well as securing basic necessities like food, water, and winter clothing. Prices have skyrocketed, and access to essentials has become extremely limited.
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<div>We kindly ask for your continued support as we wait for the borders to open, hoping for an opportunity to be evacuated from Gaza and to complete my university education.
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<div>Therefore, I urge you to keep donating, as even the smallest amount can make a big difference, provide substantial help, and give us hope during these challenging times.
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Shattered Dreams, Unshakeable Hope :Help Ali And his family

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<div>Hello world, my name is Ahmed Mohammed and my nickname is Hamada. I'm from Gaza and I live in Beit Hanoun. I'm 6 years old. I finished kindergarten last year with an excellent grade. It was a wonderful year filled with very beautiful memories.
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<div>This picture gathers me with my friends at my kindergarten on my birthday:
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<div>This year, I joined the first grade of elementary school and studied in my school for only a month and a half before the outbreak of the war. A month and a half were enough for me to create beautiful memories in my school.
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<div>So, I really love my school. I wake up in the morning feeling energetic, my lovely mom prepares my delicious breakfast, I wear my beautiful clothes, grab my small bag, my dear dad gives me my daily allowance, and I wait with my mom for my school bus to take me early to attend the morning assembly at school.
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<div>I had wonderful friends, and I was loved by everyone: my friends and my teachers. My intelligence and excellence in class, as well as my neat and beautiful appearance, always distinguished me.
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<div>I have a lovely small family. My dad, Mohammed 31, and my mom, Rehana 27. My younger brothers, Jamal 4, and Tiem 2.
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<div>The most beautiful thing in my life is my wonderful parents. Our life was very beautiful. I enjoyed my life in their embrace. We used to have a great time on every occasion; my lovely parents always strived to provide every comfort for us.
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<div>My dear dad, Mohammed, loves us very much. He buys us food, clothes, and beautiful toys. The happiest moments of my day are always when I see him coming back from his work with new gifts in his hand.
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<div>My lovely mom, Rehana, tirelessly takes care of us at home. She prepares delicious food for us and chooses the most beautiful clothes. She always ensures that we are the happiest and most beautiful people. Every day, she prepares everything I need for my school day, waits with me for my school bus, holds my hand to the bus, kisses me goodbye, and when I return, I find her waiting for me at the door, embracing me warmly.
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<div>My brother Jamal, my buddy with whom I always quarrel over the beautiful toys our dad buys for us, yet at the same time, we share the delicious sweets our mom makes for us. I love him so much.
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<div>Since the first day of the war, we have been displaced from our home. The sounds of explosions and shelling accompanied us constantly. I hate these sounds so much and I don't want to remember them. We lived in the school. I returned to my school again, but this time in a way I had never seen before. I felt that this place, which I had always loved, had changed its shape and become terrifying. I could hear the sounds of bombs and missiles, and I saw the smoke of the shelling. For the first time, I felt that my school was an unsafe place.
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<div>After that, we fled to another school. On the way, We witnessed very terrible events. I saw everything had been destroyed. I will never forget this destruction. When we arrived at the school, it was even uglier and worse than before, as it was crowded with people and very dirty. At first, we got very little food, and I remember there was no clean drinking water for over a week. It was the first time for me to stand in a line other than the school line; I stood with my dad in line to get clean water. During those days, both my younger little Tiem and I fell ill.
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<div>We fled once again to another school, but this time my dad made a small tent for us to live in the schoolyard. I don't know how our beautiful home was replaced by a tent!
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<div>I wasn't used to seeing my beautiful mom wash our clothes by hand in a primitive way, and the hardest part was seeing her light the firewood to cook for us, her eyes reddened from the smoke and exhaustion taking its toll. I no longer want everything from my parents handed to me on a silver platter; I want to always help them.
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<div><strong>Despite my dad telling me that our home had been destroyed, I still dream of returning to it someday. My school bag, which I have dreamt of many times, often crosses my mind, and I often imagine picking it up again and taking a fresh look at my books and pencils inside it! The last thing I remember is that it had a small candy given to me by my class teacher as a reward for my good behavior. Even this memory was taken from me by the war when I learned that my school had also been destroyed.</strong>
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<div>I still don't know why all of this happened to us and what our fault is. But what I do know is that my bag, my toys, and Jamal, buried under the rubble of our home, I still want them back.
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<div><strong>The Eid came and went, and I didn't wear my new clothes as I used to do before. That saddens me, and I hope Eid won't be like this again.</strong>
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<div>Today you hear my voice, perhaps tomorrow you may not be able to !
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<div>Please help me evacuate my family, rebuild our lives, and revive my dream anew. It's my right to live with my family in peace, away from bombings, explosions, death, and all this destruction. It is my right to live a beautiful life in a clean environment, free from diseases. It is my right to enjoy my mother's delicious breakfast again in our beautiful home, and to go to my school to continue my education, not to live in a tent in its courtyard!
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<div><strong>It is my right to live with love and peace like other children around the world. </strong>Thank you.
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<div><strong>HOW WILL HAMADA'S FAMILY USE THE MONEY ?</strong>
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<div>We will use the money to assist us in evacuating our family through the Rafah/Egypt crossing.
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<div>This is our only chance to survive and we humbly seek your assistance now more than ever.
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<div>Below is a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses to evacuate the 5 of us, provided for transparency and understanding:
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<div>* Passport fees: $120 per person.
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<div>* Minimum living costs: $2500 per month.
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<div>* Rafah/Egypt crossing: $5100 per person.
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<div>* Rafah/Egypt crossing: $2500 per child.
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<div>* Transaction fee of 2.9% + £0.25 deducted automatically from each donation.
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<div>Thank you for taking the time to read Hamada story, thank you once again for any support you can give us during this horrific nightmare.
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Hamada's life changed. Evacuate me !

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<div>My name is Hatim Saleem. I am originally from Sudan and migrated to America 45 years ago. Now, I am a US citizen trying to help my family in Sudan through this terrible war.  Below is a letter from my niece (my uncle's daughter's children) in her own words. The funds will be transferred to them using Western Union, and the funds will be used to enable them to start a new life in Saudi Arabia.
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<div>Hello, I'm Safa, a 19-year-old former university student.
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<div><strong>I need your help to escape war-torn Sudan.</strong> I've tried restlessly, and now I'm just tired.
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<div>We've started this fundraiser to escape from Sudan to KSA. <strong>My family of 6 (grandma, mom, my 3 sisters) and I will be grateful.</strong>
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<div>It lies heavily on my heart, but we're in a dire situation, with no choice, no job, no source of money, and no hope.
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<div>We're currently in Omdurman, Khartoum. The situation here is devastating and deteriorating with every passing second.
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<div><strong>Shells are dropped over us, aiming at our bodies, and this random shelling has been going on for almost a month now.</strong> The war destroyed our lives and futures and left us just hoping to survive another day.
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<div>I wouldn't have imagined, not in my worst fears, that my family and I would live in such despair. Finishing university to help my family feels more impossible than ever. I studied for only half a semester before the ordeal, and my sisters have been left with no education for almost 2 years now.
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<div>We left our home on the 2nd day of the war and haven't gone back since. In such fear and haste, we left all of our credentials and clothes behind, thinking this was temporary and we'd be back tomorrow. It's been over 500 days since, and we've tried to go back a couple of times, but they wouldn't let us. They said it's an "operations zone," and just like that, we've become displaced.
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<div>There's no safe place in Sudan, and we can't ever afford to move to another place. Living costs are way beyond our capability. We've received humanitarian aid one time, and then it stopped. We have to ask relatives for money every month. It's very hard for me to do this, especially as someone who was in the upper-middle class (thanks to my mom's job in KSA).
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<div>This ordeal has traumatized us so badly, especially my 11-year-old sister, who witnessed the death of my mother's only sibling due to lack of medical help with hospitals out of service and continuous displacement. All of this resulted in massive hair loss and color shift; her smile grows dimmer every day. And my mom suffers the most as she can't do anything for us. She hasn't had a job for so long. I want to help her; she's not alone.
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<div><strong>The money will help us with credentials, passports, visas, and tickets, and hopefully, we can make it to safety.</strong>
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<div>I'm asking the kindness of your hearts to help us.
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Help Safa's Family Escape War-Torn Sudan

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<div>My name is Amer Hamad, and I’m a 34-year-old computer engineer from Gaza. I’ve been married to my wife Lina, an English teacher, since 2011, and together we have four beautiful children: Omar (11), Ali (9), Mohammad (7), and little Anwar, who is just one year old. When the war began, Anwar was only 20 days old. We were forced to leave our home in Beit Hanoun in northern Gaza, seeking safety in the south.
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<div>We have faced death countless times, with the terrifying sounds of bombings echoing above us. Each day is a struggle, and we’ve watched our lives crumble around us. Our home has been destroyed, our jobs lost, and we now own nothing. The fear and uncertainty weigh heavily on us.
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<div>We are reaching out for help to rebuild our lives and to meet our daily needs during this war. We need protection from the constant threat of bombings, and we long for a chance to start anew—whether it’s here in Gaza if the war ends, or somewhere else if this nightmare continues. We want to give our children hope and a future, but we can’t do it alone. Please help us.
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Help my children survive this massacre. They need hope

<p>If this war saves us, you will not escape famine and misfortunes!! 290 days of endless war, fear, thirst and hunger. 290 days of watching my loved ones fade away, leaving a permanent, painful scar in my heart. Even if I try to forget, the loud sounds of gunfire, the screams of people dying, and the smell of blood around me constantly haunt me, reminding me of all the suffering. To avoid the bitterness of losing another family member, I ask for your help to save us. My name is Ahmad Al-Kafarna, I am 20 years old. Over the past ten years, I have poured my soul into achieving my dreams, but they have been cruelly taken away from me. All my life I've been saving money to start my own business. When my dream began to become a reality, this cruel war began. I woke up to my family's horrific screams. Surrounded by tanks, under a red sky filled with missiles, I fled my home, leaving everything behind. My dreams, my savings, my degree, my past, my present, my future...they are all gone. My entire city, Beit Hanoun, has now turned to ashes. If it were just for me, I would rather die than ask for help, but I lost my brother in war before and I would do anything to save my family from hunger and heat in this harsh weather. We need medicines for my parents, warm clothes, food, water and shelter. Every donation, no matter how small, is a huge help during this difficult time. If you are not able to help, please share my story with someone who might be able to. Our survival depends on your help!
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<p>In the tent everything is very hot The mattress, pillow, blanket, water jug, cups, plates, sand, towel, the only chair in the tent, Even drinking water Which is supposed to reduce the heat It will be very hot Which sees bubbles rising from the single stainless cup standing on the floor of the tent. 
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<p>In the heat of the tent, your body transforms To a fingerprint device for ants and mosquitoes And mites and fleas and flies and heat pellets and other things. 
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<p>In the heat of the tent, you are surrounded by lizards, mice, scorpions, and insects of all kinds that you have never known before. 
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<p>In the heat of the tent, no one can maintain his original nature The calm person is no longer calm, the dreamer is no longer a dreamer, and the obedient person is no longer obedient. It is rare to find a person who maintains his level of understanding of others as it was before. 
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<p>Khalil Al-Kafarna is five years old. He was named after his uncle, the martyr who rose in the 2012 war. Khalil, my nephew. His left eye suffers from a problem with the retina and severe poor vision since birth. He needs a medical patch constantly to maintain the stability of the lens of his eye and prevent it from becoming lazy. Covering his good eye so that he can focus on his other eye, and he needs follow-up and constantly renewed medical glasses according to the improvement of his vision or, God forbid, due to the dissatisfaction of his condition. He also needs to travel abroad to have a lens implantation operation performed and save his eye so that he can continue his life and education with a healthy eye, God willing. Khalil lives in a modest tent and does not He cannot bear any of the necessities of life, and the intense July heat and strong sun prevent him from being able to open his eyes and play with the other children. I can also add that Khalil’s father used to work as a hairdresser and did not take the shaving tools out of his house. He now does not have any work to support his family, which consists of 4 members. Therefore, it is difficult for him to provide for Khalil’s special needs or to send him abroad for a treatment trip, knowing that our child is in a race against time to save his eye. It is expected that the lens of his eye will disappear or be lazy. Help Khalil by donating or publishing the link as a favor, not an order. 
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URGENT APPEAL: Help Ahmad survive the Genocide.

<div>Hi beloveds, I'm Dr. Hosam Hamouda from Gaza, I am reaching out to you during those difficult times to help support my family who fled the war. We are a family of 8 adults and 4 children total 12. Our family is from the North, a small city called Beit Laheia, we have lost our house and I lost my 3 uncles and all their children. More than 30 family members. Since the beginning of the war I have been working so hard to save people’s lives at the hospital and now I really need your support to save my family’s life.
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Help our family flee the war

<div>My name is Brandon Williams, an American who came to know Deyaa via connections to other campaigns, Deyaa is an incredibly sharp and determined 15yo from Gaza. 
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Help Deyaa and His Family Afford Medical Treatment and Needs

<div>I am Jordan from the US, helping my friend Ahmed run his GoFundMe campaign. They are trying to evacuate his family out of Gaza in hopes of a new life and surviving. surviving and evacuating is their only goal at this time. Please send any amount of a donation to help them. They will need $40,000 to evacuate all family members through the Rafah crossing into Egypt.
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<div><strong>I am Ahmed Al-Saba,</strong> I worked as a civil engineer before the ruin. I worked in many contracting companies and international and local institutions. I also worked as an engineer to account for the damage caused by the 2014 war. Because of the outbreak of the war, I lost my work and became unemployed more than 8 months ago. Currently, I can't bear the troubles of life and the responsibilities of the family. I hope this nightmare will end soon and stability will return to my family and I will return to work. <strong>We are currently facing unimaginable circumstances. I write this to you in a time of urgent need</strong>.
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<div>My family and I consist of 7 members: myself (39), my mother, Hayam (73), my wife Eman (32) and my children are Lana (7), Ali (6), Kenzi (4) and Bana (6 months). Since the outbreak of the war, my wife was pregnant and preparing herself for childbirth. I was very tired because of the displacement from one place to another, where the danger was daily and she could not follow up with the doctor. We could not transfer my wife to the hospital because of the continuous bombing, where the birth process took place inside the UNRWA shelter, my daughter was born in the midst of all this trouble, but it is the most beautiful day. My daughter Bana was born on 01.25.2024.
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<div>My mother, Hiam, is 73 years old, suffering from many diseases long before the war and still suffers. My mother is with heart, pressure and diabetes and also suffered a stroke a year ago, and now she needs special care and we cannot provide medicines and the appropriate environment for treatment, now my mother is very sick and doctors cannot provide the necessary treatment for the scarcity of medicines. I hope we can find a way to evacuate my family and treat my mother outside the Gaza Strip.
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<div>My children have dreams of living a decent life, education and well-being away from bombing, destruction and killing. Because of the war on Gaza, my children's education was lost and every day that passes without education for my children is a really disaster. What is the fault of my children with the loss of their education and their future. <strong>I hope that my children will be evacuated so that they can complete their education and live in safety.</strong>
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<div><strong>A donation, no matter how small, will have a huge impact and contribute to reuniting my family in a safe environment.</strong> The funds raised will be used transparently and efficiently to ensure every dollar goes towards securing their evacuation.
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<div>Please share this campaign with your friends, family and colleagues to help us reach our goal and bring my family to safety. Your support means everything to me, and I am so grateful for any help you can provide during this difficult time.
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<div>Thank you for your compassion, generosity and solidarity with us. Together, we can make a difference and help my family find the necessary safety and security. <strong>Please help us live.</strong>
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Help Ahmad's Family Evacuate Gaza!!

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<div>I, Ali Tawil, am a Palestinian doctor from Gaza Strip. I write this as the need to save my life and to continue my education outweigh my ability to endure.
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<div>After eight months of this war, I neither have a soure of income nor savings any more. I have been working without a salary for the whole period due to this disaster. Taking into consideration that I am the only person who is responsible to afford my family's living expenses. On top of that, life has become really expensive and the prices have been getting raised in a crazy way. That's because of the actual shortage of the basic goods which make everything's price double folded.
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<div>During this war, my family's house was partially demolished by an airstrike a few months ago. Afterthat, we have enforced to leave our home to a small room in my uncle's house which was already full of displaced people. We were standing in a waiting line for bathroom, for getting bread, for filling a gallon of purified drinking water, for receiving a food parcel, for cellphone charging, and for everything you could have imagined. Our life has completely turned upside down in a blink of an eye since october 7th.
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<div>Choosing to leave is a very painful decision to make, but the situation has become unbearable. It's been eight months since the beginning of this nightmare, but it seems like eight decades. Beside the ongoing bombings, we're also facing psychological pain, fear, hunger, dehydration, displacement, and spreading of illnesses.
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<div>Now, there is NO SAFE place in Gaza strip, even hospitals are not safe anymore. Every place and every person is an actual target to be targeted with the continuous bombing on Gaza. Staying here is really dangerous even if it's for a noble purpose which is saving the people's lives. So I have come to a point where I’m desperate, and humbly ask you to help us getting out of Gaza to save our lives and pursue my career in medicine.
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<div>Evacuation fees are really expensive, especially now that I have no source of income. Your donation will help me to re-establish my life here with my family till we can evacuate. Once we can evacuate, your donations will cover our travel expenses, residency fees, food and beverage expenses, emergency expenses including medical care, and international medical exams that I will do during our stay in Egypt to pursue my career.
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<div>Finally, I will sincerely appreciate your donation, even small ones that will make a significant difference in alleviating our suffering. Please consider sharing my campaign widely with your family and friends to reach my goal as soon as possible since every second is death danger in Gaza. I will be grateful for your kind assistance in this difficult time.
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Help My Family Keep Surviving In Gaza Till We Can Evacuate

<div>Hello, I’m Júlia from Spain and I have started this fundraiser to help my friend Ahmed and his family: his wife Aseel and their baby twins Yazan and Abed, who are only 5 months old. Ahmed is currently living in a tent in the Deir al-Balah refugee camp in poor conditions and his newborn sons are in hospital with multiple health problems: they suffer from malnutrition, respiratory problems and other health issues that, due to the lack of personal and material means, cannot be diagnosed or properly treated.
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<div>The circumstances in the Gaza Strip are desperate and the extreme shortage has caused a situation where basic supplies such as food, diapers, milk or medicines have absolutely prohibitive prices that are impossible to meet for a people who have lost everything.
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<div>"Hello, I am Ahmed Ashour. I'm 29 years old from Gaza. I hold a Bachelor's Degree in Law, and got married a month before the war started. We were happy to start our lives together until we lost everything. I now live in a tent in the south of Gaza, displaced with my wife and our two newborn twin boys. My wife gave birth to Yazan &amp; Abed just 5 months ago under harsh conditions. Our home was demolished. And, I am also supporting my father, who is disabled and has cancer. Every month we are in need of 15 bottles of milk, 5 diaper bags, medicine for one of my children who is sick and clothes. The prices are very high. We really need help, and I hope you can help us... Any donation can helps us."
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<div>"This below is my picture before the war... I am holding a graduation certificate from the Faculty of Law. And a picture with my wife"
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<div>Ahmed today finds himself struggling just to keep his family afloat, doing everything he can under constant threat of bombardment and displacement. His family’s future's way forward is through the generosity of others.
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Help Ahmed and his baby twins to survive in Gaza

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<div>I’ve known Amgad since last December. He would disappear for weeks at a time and then resurface. I know it took a lot of courage for him to ask for help, and I regret not offering it sooner. Amgad is the eldest in his family and is now on a journey to escape Sudan so he can find refuge in a neighboring country, work, and eventually send money back to help his family escape and join him. It's a dangerous journey that he’s making alone, but with our support, he can succeed and save his family.
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<div>Hello, my name is Abdel-Rahim. I am an American living in Tampa, FL. I am fundraising for my close dear Friend, Abdulaziz Mohammed and his family in Gaza, Palestine.
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<div>Abdulaziz is a kind soul who is a volunteer with the Palestinian Ambulance and Emergency Service. He is 28 years old and has lived through over 6 wars in Gaza. These wars have claimed many of his friends and family members. Abdelaziz, his wife, 6-month-old daughter, his mother, 4 sisters and 2 brothers are living under inhumane conditions in Gaza. Like everyone else in Gaza, they have lost everything. Their home was demolished and their family has been displaced over 3 times. From Gaza city to Rafah, then to Deir Al-Balah, then Al-Maghazi camp. The camp they are in is extremely dangerous. They have no access to any food, water, shelter or even clothing.
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URGENT: Help save and evacuate a family from Gaza

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<div>I am Mohsen Hamad, 32 years old, a resident of the besieged Gaza Strip, married and supporting a family of 4 children, Ayham, Mohammed, Arej and Malak, and I also support my elderly mother who suffers from chronic diseases and most importantly, cancer, may God protect us and you.
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<div>I did not expect that the Israeli occupation would completely bulldoze and seize the land, so I endured that situation like all the residents, only to be surprised that the occupation bombed my only home completely, so I became homeless, without shelter, food or clothing because the occupation cut off my only source of income, and because of that I was displaced to the southern part of the Strip, I live in a poor tent that does not protect us from the heat of the sun or the cold of winter, so I decided to go with my family and my mother to a third country that would protect me and my family, and I could treat my mother and start the chemotherapy sessions that the doctor approved, but because of the war we were unable to do that, as the cost of travel per person is equivalent to 5,000 thousand dollars, and we cannot pay this amount.
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<div>I am Mohammed Ahmed Hamad, a Palestinian from the north of Gaza City. We were forcibly displaced on October 14, 2024. My house, which I had recently renovated and paid everything I could to renovate, was demolished. At the beginning of the war, the occupation completely demolished the house. I had nothing left in Gaza. Everything we owned was lost. I am responsible for 8 people: my wife Ikhlas Hamad, my 4 sons (Ahmed, Ibrahim, Amir, Adam), a daughter named Mira Hamad, a disabled sister named Nihaya Ahmed Hamad, and an older sister named Ibtisam Ahmed Hamad who suffers from many diseases. We live in a small tent, 5 meters wide, in a climate that is extremely hot in the summer and extremely cold in the winter. There are serious diseases, and what makes matters worse is the lack of treatment for these diseases. We lack all the basic necessities of life. There is no food, no water to drink, no medicine, and no clothes. I suffer from a heart condition called arrhythmia. After being detained in prison for 47 days, my condition worsened, and I began to suffer from high fever, severe body aches, and severe headaches. I continue to raise funds to help me and my family survive. I need your support. We are reaching out to the world in a heartfelt plea for help. Every donation, no matter how small, will make a huge difference in helping us rebuild our lives and provide basic necessities.
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<div>Muhammed Musa Rashad Haraz (@SARAMoh69489245 on X) has entrusted me with creating and managing this crowdfunding campaign so him and his family can evacuate Gaza. All the money raised will go towards paying the evacuation fees so they can enter Egypt and find some much needed safety, as well as subsequent necessities like accomodation and food, once they cross the border.
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<div>Muhammed loves cats and rescues many of them, even during this difficult time. He feeds them and cares for them, despite the living conditions in Gaza getting worse and worse.
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<div>He lost his house in the bombings. Finding money to buy a tent has been hard, let alone the funds to pay the exorbitant prices asked of those who wish to cross the border to Egypt. Food is expensive and hard to come by ,but he still does his best to feed the animals in his care. He also has a young daughter, Maria, and wishes to protect her from further harm, she is just one and a half years old and has gone through more than anyone should in such a short time.
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<div>The people who'll be leaving for Egypt with him are: his wife Sarah Muhammad Fadl Haraz, his daughter Maria, his mother Raed, his uncle Fadl, brother Ahmed and sisters Amani and Haya.
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<div>The price for evacuating one adult is $7000 and for a child it's $2,500. As such, we've decided to set the goal at $43000. As mentioned before, any extra funds we get will go towards helping them find accomodations and anything else they might need once they're in Egypt.
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<div>Let's help him and his loved ones find some much needed safety, any donation, no matter how small, makes the difference.
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<li>hello to all you generous kind people, this is Umaima, just saying thank you , honestly cannot thank you enough for your generosity, it is truly giving Abdallah so much hope, your kindness has lifted his spirits in this devastating times , I am equally grateful to all of you, he sent me some pictures to share with you this morning, a picture of his father, and sone pics of their daily life, I will share them here
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<div>Hi, my name is Abdallah, I am an independant animal rescuer, lover, helping stray animals of Palestine, please help me take care of these animals in dire need of food medicine and shelter, your donations will be of great help, thank you kindly, anything helps
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<div>I have been displaced three times, my house has been bombed, I live in a rented broken shelter with 5 members of my family and all my beloved strays that I have picked up, the number of stray animals I find are increasing, it is difficult for me to leave any animal behind, I bring them all to the shelter when I find them.
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<div>It has been an extremely difficult task to keep these animals safe, they require medical help, food, warmth, shelter, so everyday is a struggle to achieve this while we are being bombed and killed, but I am determined to keep them safe and my family safe, I just want to say that everything helps,nothing is too small, we are grateful for every little bit, it is greatly appreciated
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<div>I would like to say thank you for the donations, I’m filled with hope when I see the kindness of strangers, without your help it would be impossible to survive, i extend my gratitude in this very difficult time for us, I truly appreciate everything that you are all doing for us
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<div>I have included some pics of my current living situation, as you can see it is rather difficult, but we manage to survive and share our food with the animals, again thank you so much for generosity and kindness, we are truly grateful , thank you so much ❤️
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<div>Today is March 2nd, a very difficult day for Abdallah and family, I didn’t hear from him till afternoon, there is heavy bombing very close to the shelter, and it has been going on for hours, please pray for Abdallah and his family and his furry family
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