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This is Amal and her family. My children are living under bombardment in the war 😭 Please consider them your children and help them 🙏🙏 Stand by my side to save and protect my children. They haven't gone to school for a year 🙏😢😢 Donate to save my children's lives 🍉 🙏🇵🇸 We live in very difficult and desperate circumstances, and what is worst of all is that the fear that haunts me increases day by day. Help me provide them with basic life needs. @gazavetters is verified, my verified number in the list is (#55)

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Hello, unfortunately my previous account was deleted so I will retell my story, my name is Ahmed Al-Dani, I am 14 years old. I live in Gaza, where I was born amidst ongoing conflicts and wars. In 2008, while my mother was pregnant with me, a phosphorous bomb fell near our house, and I inhaled the toxic gas. This led to genetic

Throughout my life, my family has tried to find solutions to my health problems, and we have visited many doctors in Gaza. The treatment recommended by the nurses was dental implants, but each tooth costs about $1,000, which is beyond our means.

My treatment journey began, but the ongoing conflict has made things more difficult. My family and I have been displaced more than seven times in the past ten months, and we now live in the southern part of Gaza without work or income, relying only on savings that we hoped to use for my treatment.

Please support me or share my story to help me continue my treatment and travel outside of Gaza, where I can complete my dental implants and take care of my health. The total cost of coordinating the travel and medical treatment is $50,000. Every donation, no matter how small, will be a beacon of hope for a better life.

Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #198 )

Thank you for your generosity and helping me get a chance at a new life.❤️❤️

https://gofund.me/4258a923

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I don't want to make another post.

We get enough to survive one or two weeks hoping to finally land a job but then it doesn't happen and we beg for help to survive another week or two.

What's next?

I'm exhausted.

Sometimes healing is therapy and meds. Sometimes it's someone cradling your face, voice honey sweet with threats and promises of what they'll do to those who hurt you if you'd say the word.

Hello. This is Mahmoud Khalaf from Gaza, currently studying in Ireland. I hope you’re doing well. I am campaigning to evacuate my family from Gaza and reunite with them in Ireland where we can build a new life in a safe place.

My campaign has been vetted by El Shab Hussein and Nabulsi #151 on the Vetted Gaza Fundraisers List, as explained in the post.

We are at 74% of our final fundraising goal.

Could we ask you please to reblog our post titled “Traumatized in Ireland While my Family is Facing Death and Starvation in Gaza" Link https://www.tumblr.com/supportgaza/767056441041420288/we-are-at-68-of-our-final-fundraising-goal?source=share.

The situation in Gaza is still catastrophic and scary and evacuating my family from Gaza, the actual living hell on earth, is a dire necessity. Help us reunite in Ireland and rebuild our life! Please reblog my post and boost our campaign!

You are our last hope amid this horrific genocidal war!

Help my family evacuate while they still breathe!

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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

One time in my early 20s I got really drunk at a party where someone handed me a stein full of what turned out to be moonshine from a barrel in some guy's garage and said "try this it tastes like pie" and a) it DID taste like pie, but b) only on the way down, not on the way back up, given it was something like 120 proof -- so my memories of the next couple hours are very vague but involve a bunch of ex-football players from South Boston walking me around the block in circles handing me bottled water trying to sober me up, and eventually because I was too shitfaced to get home but no longer puking my guts up and dying I crawled into the back of my car to sleep it off in a sleeping bag I kept there; but there was a guy at the party who was also sleeping in his car and this was Boston in the fall so it was like 40ºF out at night and anyway this other guy I met at this party who was a middle aged mercenary from liverpool who had served in the french foreign legion or something ended up knocking on my car door asking if he could huddle with me for warmth and I said yeah okay but there's only room for me in the sleeping bag so don't be weird about it, and to his credit he was not weird and we just slept in my car and in the morning he asked if I wanted brekkie and bought me dunkin donuts while I nursed the worst hangover I have ever had in my life then or since and trying to figure out whose heavy metal hoodie I was wearing and how I managed to leave this party with more clothing than I arrived in.

So if someone singing pirate shanties hands you a stein of mysterious liquid and tells you it tastes like pie, probably don't chug that shit.

If you're in the US military or National Guard, and are given an illegal or unconstitutional order, the GI Rights hotline (1-877-447-4487) is there to help give you the support you need to do the right thing by refusing it. It would be good to think about this now before it becomes a live issue for you and it would be smart of you to memorize that number.