mortallyfuturistictragedy said:
@the-dogs-we-pet-along-the-way My name is Aisha, a mother of eight children, struggling to survive in the midst of war and destruction. We once had a home, a place of warmth and safety. We had a small butcher shop where we earned an honest living. But the war took everything from us. The Israeli army destroyed our home, and an airstrike bombed our shop, leaving us with nothing—no shelter, no income, no security.
My widowed daughter lives with me. She lost her husband to the Israeli army, and her child has never seen his father. My youngest baby, only seven months old, suffers from a sebaceous cyst near his ear that requires surgery, but I cannot afford the cost.
Every day is a fight for survival. We search for food, for shelter, for a glimpse of hope in this endless darkness. My children need clothing, they need food, they need a chance at a normal life like any other child in the world.
I am reaching out to humanity, pleading for help. Any support, no matter how small, could save us, could bring back hope to our shattered lives.
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mortallyfuturistictragedy said: @the-dogs-we-pet-along-the-way My name is Aisha, a mother of eight children, struggling to survive in the midst of war and destruction. We once had a home, a place of warmth and safety. We had a small butcher shop where we earned an honest living. But the war took everything from us. The Israeli army destroyed our home, and an airstrike bombed our shop, leaving us with nothing—no shelter, no income, no security. My widowed daughter lives with me. She lost her husband to the Israeli army, and her child has never seen his father. My youngest baby, only seven months old, suffers from a sebaceous cyst near his ear that requires surgery, but I cannot afford the cost. Every day is a fight for survival. We search for food, for shelter, for a glimpse of hope in this endless darkness. My children need clothing, they need food, they need a chance at a normal life like any other child in the world. I am reaching out to humanity, pleading for help. Any support, no matter how small, could save us, could bring back hope to our shattered lives.
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