Winter has come and we are still living in a dilapidated tent that has melted from the heat of the summer sun. It no longer protects us from the summer heat or the winter cold. We made a tent out of some worn-out fabrics, and with the first drop of rain, it got wet and water entered us. We shivered from the cold. I hugged my six children in a desperate attempt to warm them. I cried a lot and my children cried. I cried for our situation. There are no winter clothes. We wear summer clothes that do not protect or shield us from the cold. I did not find anything to buy to warm us, and if I found anything, it was expensive at exorbitant prices. Life has exhausted us. Our souls have become weak and tired. I am no longer able to resist. The world is deaf and blind. Do you not see us? Do you not hear our cries for help? We are human beings who deserve to live with dignity. Help us. Donate to us. Help us to escape from this life. I want to find a safe haven for my children, to live in peace without worry and thinking. Thank you to those who listened to my cries, donated to me, and helped me.💔💔😭😭🥺🙏🙏🙏🙏🍉🇵🇸😥😥
Famine has broken out, please save us.😥😥💔💔🥺🥺🚨🚨🚨
The situation is getting worse and worse. We can no longer find anything to eat. Have you thought about it carefully? Life is declining day after day. We can’t find our daily sustenance. My children are hungry and I can’t do anything. Have you seen the picture of the crowding and congestion of people? This happens every day at bakeries to get a few loaves that are not enough for the hungry all day long. I bought some flour, but it only made me six loaves at a price of fifty dollars. Can you imagine? I found it full of small insects and weevils. I didn’t throw it away. We ate it because we couldn’t find anything else. We craved potatoes, tomatoes, onions, and all the vegetables and fruits we haven’t seen for a month. Empty markets and empty pockets. We are slowly dying. Please do something. Don’t leave us to die and starve. We don’t deserve this. Don’t turn a deaf ear or turn a blind eye to us. Have mercy on us. We can’t bear it anymore.🇵🇸🇵🇸😥😥🥺🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏💔💔💔😟😟🍉
Hello, do you still remember me? I am Tahrir. I disappeared for this period because I was looking for a piece of bread for my children. I go out at four in the morning in this severe cold to line up at the bread counter and I barely get four loaves that are not enough for eight people for the whole day. Sometimes I return without getting anything. If I am lucky, I return to my children at two in the afternoon. Israel deliberately spread famine in the Gaza Strip and then launches its missiles at us. We live terrifying nights with our children. With every missile, I hug my children and pray to God for survival. The markets are empty, there are no green peppers. Has anyone of you imagined being in my place or having children feel the terror and dread of death? Why don’t you donate to us? Don’t you sympathize with us? Don’t we deserve life in your eyes? I had hope that I would find many donations there, but unfortunately no one donated. I appeal to your living consciences. Donate to me. I want to feed my children and save them from genocide.😥😥🇵🇸🍉🥺🥺🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏💔💔💔
North Gaza, an entire area wiped off the map😥😥😭🇵🇸🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨
Once again the Israeli army returned to northern Gaza but with more violent strikes, intensive shelling, and the extermination of entire families, killing young and old, killing everything that moves on the ground. Is this a just war? Is this the ethics of war and fighters? Shame on all the laws of humanity and human rights if they do not stop the Israeli machine of war, killing and destruction. Israel is lying. They say that they did not target civilians and are bringing in aid, food and water. In fact, the people of the north are dying either from hunger or thirst or from random shelling. Please make their voices and cries for help reach the whole world. Do not ignore them. Spread the word about them to everyone, perhaps someone can stop their extermination. Please do not believe the false stories. Help them. Donate to us, perhaps we can deliver food or water, perhaps we can get out and escape from the machine of war and destruction. Thank you to everyone who listened to our cries for help.😥😥🥺💔💔🇵🇸🍉🙏🙏🙏🙏
Why is this injustice that we are exposed to? Don't you have mercy on us? Aren't we human beings like you? Is there no mercy in your hearts? We are suffering. Israel has sentenced us to death with a stay of execution. The Israeli army has sentenced us to live in tents for a year. The tents have worn out and are no longer suitable for habitation. We are approaching winter and we have no shelter from the cold and rain. Yesterday it rained a little. The tents were flooded and the children got wet and got sick. None of us knew where to go, where to hide, and what to protect ourselves with. I cried from the bottom of my heart with sadness for my children. Is it to this extent that no one feels us? Are we a mirage that no one sees? We are tired and sick of life, and the children of Israel enjoy their childhood and live normally. Why me, my children, and the children of Gaza? What sin have we committed? Even the hospitals do not have medicine. They cough all night long and I look at them and cry. There is nothing I can do. I have been appealing to you for almost a year to help me and donate to me, and I have only collected a few crumbs. Why, please help me? Create a donation campaign. Help me, I want to escape the war of extermination and the war of purification. I want to live in peace with my children, far from these savages. I want to buy a tent to protect us from the cold. Its price has reached 500 dollars, and I have not collected this amount and I do not have it. Please do not ignore me. Help me and have mercy on my children. Thank you to everyone who felt for us.😥😥💔💔😟😟🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
Mawasi Khan Yunis is the most densely populated area, containing more than a million displaced people living in dilapidated tents, just like us. The Israeli army classified it as a safe area and called on people to go there, then attacked it tonight with six highly explosive missiles. Will the cloth tent protect people’s bodies? The tents were penetrated and the bodies and bones of the dead melted, children, women and young people lying on the ground, most of them children. Most of the victims were not found by the paramedics. They were burned and their remains were mixed with the sand and disappeared. Where are the human rights organizations? Where is the International Justice Organization? Where? Where? Don't they consider us human beings who deserve a decent life? How long will this situation last? We miraculously survived. Will we survive every time? The world must move to stop this war and protect us from the brutality of the brutal Israeli occupation. I apologize for publishing the photos of the massacre because of its ugliness. No heart with humanity and mercy can bear to see it. Please donate to us. Get us out. Help us escape with our children who are being targeted by the occupation. Do not ignore us. Donate even a little and you will be rewarded. May God protect your families from all harm.😔😔🥺🥺😥😥💔💔💔💔💔🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
On the cusp of war again, I ask for help.😥😔💔🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨
Hundreds of days have passed and we are sweating in humiliation, hunger, fear, oppression and genocide. Childhood no longer has any meaning in Gaza. Women are no longer women, but rather men. Children have grown up for decades. Life no longer has any value to us. It is just a tent, a tarpaulin, a gallon of water or a small piece of bread to satisfy your children’s hunger. Even shoes no longer exist. We made them by hand from a piece of wood and cloth. Everyone has work. There is no time to play, otherwise we would not eat, drink or sleep. Today, I only got a small carton of milk, which was enough food for eight people. On my way, I passed a man selling two bananas that my little girl asked for and I could not buy. She fell asleep and found a tear on her cheek for a banana.Even the shoes are no longer available. We made them by hand from a piece of wood and cloth. We can hardly settle in a tent here until the evacuation order comes, and we are forced to flee again and again. How has this world become? Has humanity, justice and mercy become extinct from our hearts? But we are forced to live here. I remain strong all day long, and at the end of the night I collapse and cry, and my heart cries for my little ones here in Gaza, where there is inhumanity and no life. Please donate to us, give us a little bit of your money to save us, it will make a difference..😥😥😥😔💔🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
Stop, think, be humane, donate and save a family.🚨🚨🚨🚨💔💔
I no longer have time to think about drinking a cup of coffee or going out for a walk. All we seek now is a tent to protect us from the cold and rain, or nylon to protect us from the rain, or to get enough clean water to last us all day, or to get food that will satisfy my children, or even to get a piece of clothing to protect us from the cold. We have lost half of our weight and we have grown dozens of years. Gaza has been destroyed and leveled to the ground, and our dreams and our future have been buried. Hasn’t Israel had enough? Hasn’t it had its fill of the blood of our children? Hasn’t it had its fill of the remains of children and women? How long will we remain in this injustice, terror, and fear? Don’t we deserve life and freedom? I miss taking a shower, sleeping on a comfortable bed, seeing electricity, and drinking clean water. We are tired and old, and our bodies and the bodies of our children have melted. Hunger has ravaged us. Please get us out of here. Donate to us, even a little. Please don’t ignore us.😥🥺😔💔🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
*🟦 Voice from Gaza*
With the approaching departure of the summer that has ravaged us, caused our suffering, and burned our bodies, me and my six young children, and the spread of poisonous insects until the children's bodies were disfigured from the bites, we live in great fear, fearing that winter will come, and we are still in our old tents, which will not protect us from the rain and the cold weather. Yesterday, without warning, it suddenly rained, the tent got wet, the bedding got wet, the children's clothes got wet, and water entered our tent. The children got sick, and there is no medicine in the pharmacies, and I do not have the money for a doctor's visit. I remained sad all day, I did not taste food from my sadness and thinking, and I look at my children coughing violently, and I cannot do anything, even the markets are empty of all kinds of clothes, blankets, and bedding, and there is nothing for us to use in the event that winter comes... I swear to God, we are tired, enough, people... enough, please help me, donate to me, save me from here
Here is Gaza 🥺🥺😥😥😔😔💔💔🍉🍉🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
We are suffering, help us escape and live in safety and peace.😥😥😔😔💔🚨🚨🚨🚨
Amidst the destruction and devastation, a displaced woman roams the streets, carrying in her heart endless fear and sadness that weighs down her steps. Lost among the rubble, she does not know where to go, as she left behind a home that was once her safe haven. In her eyes, there is a faint glimmer of hope, searching for a refuge that protects her from the cold of war and the harshness of days, but all the doors are closed, and all the roads are desolate. She carries in her heart the memory of a lost homeland, and a dream of returning that is lost with every gunshot. This is my story and this is my day. Why are we destined to suffer and my children to suffer? Why do my children know the meaning of death? Why does my little boy stand in line for water since early morning instead of going to school? Why does the world not consider us human beings? Save us from the hell of war. Look at us with an eye of humanity and mercy. Please donate to us. I want to escape with my children to safety, stability and an ideal life. Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who contributed and donated even a little.😥😥💔😔😔😔😔
Welcome, do you still remember me? I hope so. How can I not describe the suffering we live every day? Suffering has become a daily routine. Children wake up early in the morning to stand in line to fill water. If they are lucky, they are able to fill it after five hours in the scorching sun. Then they return and I am still looking for something to make them breakfast. A kilo of vegetables costs fifty dollars. Do you believe it? Then we head to one of the clinics to get an ointment for the children’s skin pimples, and I often find that it has run out. Then we stand in a long line to bring lunch from a man who makes food for thousands of families. We get a plate that is barely enough for us, so I am forced to feed my children and I am satisfied with one bite. Then night comes and the suffering begins with the mosquitoes, rodents, dogs, stray cats, the terrifying shelling, the shells, and the bullets falling on us. All of my children suffer from involuntary urination from the intensity of fear and terror from the sounds of explosions. Then, until when? We are tired of life. Is there no humanity or mercy in the hearts of people? We want nothing more than to live in safety and peace. Please do not ignore me. Look at us with an eye. Humanity and mercy, donate a little of your money to us, God will reward you with goodness. Thank you to everyone who gave and donated to me.😥😥🥺🥺💔🥺🥺
This is the sixth time we have been displaced by order of Israel. Damn them. Is this how life is? Is this how their children live? Do they suffer as we do? The question remains: where will we go? I swear that I do not have the price of a car to carry my belongings. I will walk with my young children a distance of at least five kilometers to find a place to sleep. If I do not find one, I will continue walking. What a difficult and arduous life. We have come to wish for death. I swear that I do not have the price of food for my children. We will leave for the unknown. Please look at us with mercy. Do not ignore us. Have mercy on my children. Donate to us. We are in dire need of money. Thank you from the heart to everyone who felt for us and donated to us.💔💔😥😥🥺😟😔🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
We had a life in Gaza, then the Israeli occupation evaporated it🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨
The war has entered its eleventh month and we are still suffering from hunger, fear and terror. This is not the life we dreamed of. We dreamed of a life full of security and stability in our beautiful home with my beautiful family, but these dreams evaporated with the beginning of the genocidal war. We did not sin or make mistakes. We just want to live in peace and build a beautiful future for our children. Diseases have invaded our bodies. Insects walk on us day and night. Poisonous insects. Our simplest wish has become to live in a home, to find food easily available, clean water, medicine, even cleaning materials. We cannot find them, no shampoo, no soap, no detergents, and no medicines for diseases. Polio has spread and we do not have sterilization. We are afraid that it will infect our children, so we appeal to your conscience and humanity to donate to my family and my children to escape famine, diseases, killing and death so that we can live as we dreamed. Imagine that they are your children and do what you can to save them. Thank you to those who contribute to protecting us.😥😥💔💔🥺🥺🍉🙏🙏🙏
New evacuation orders have been issued. We are confused about where to go. We live in the open without shelter or a tent. While I was cleaning the refrigerator to arrange my children’s clothes because of the power outage for eleven months, I had turned it into a wardrobe. Suddenly, a bullet from a tank penetrated the refrigerator door next to me. I felt dizzy and terrified. Where should I go with my children and where should we hide? There were only a few millimeters between me and death. My children cried intensely at the thought of losing me. My heart broke as I looked at them. There is no safety in Gaza. We flee from death to death, terror and fear. Please help us. Donate to us. Get us out of the war of extermination. Have mercy on my children.💔😥😔🙏🙏
Donate even a little to save a family from death. Help me.
What a harsh life for a child. Is it reasonable for a child to wake up early to get ready for a trip to search for firewood 😥 instead of getting ready for school, play and friends. Is this the life we wish for our children? These pictures are part of our children's daily suffering to get some bread without finding anything to eat with the bread. My seven-year-old daughter lights a fire for me to make bread and doesn't care if she gets burned to eat. Please donate to us and help us escape with our children from the hell of war. We want a fair life for our children. Please look at us with mercy. A little donation can make a big difference in our lives. Thank you.💔😥🙏🙏
Once again, orders were issued to evacuate. Only half an hour passed before the shells and missiles rained down on us. I could not carry my things or gather my belongings. I barely forgot one of my children. My heart broke as I called out to them while fleeing and running to make sure that I did not forget one of them. Where should we go? We no longer have the money to rent a car or buy a tent. My heart broke as my little son, who is six years old, chose only one toy to take with him because there is only room for one toy. I appeal to your merciful hearts to donate to me and my children. We are tired of fleeing and there is no safety in my country under occupation. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.😔😔💔🥺🙏🙏
It has become very terrifying. Where do we go and where do we escape with our children from this nightmare and darkness, where there is no escape from death except to death? The bombing and destruction continues everywhere. Children are dying of hunger. We do not have money, food or shelter. Even cleaning dishes has become sand. Please, you who are humane, donate to us and our children to escape from famine and killing to guarantee their right to life. Thank you.😔🙏💔