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**For people outside Gaza — read, understand, and share.

Because many people abroad still don't believe what’s happening in Gaza, or they think it’s limited to a specific area — and we’ve seen this a lot on social media.

But the truth?

The aggression has destroyed Gaza from its north to its south.

Gaza today is not a city, Gaza today is what’s left of life.

There’s no “living” in Gaza… there’s “trying to survive.”

Homes have turned to rubble.

Streets have become cemeteries.

Electricity, water, and internet… have become lost luxuries and memories.

Hospitals? Paralyzed.

Schools? Either turned into temporary shelters or destroyed.

Electricity?

Cut off since the first days of the war.

A very small group of people have solar power, and that’s become a resource — but for a price.

Can you imagine?

Your phone battery dies? You have to pay 2 shekels to charge it.

A power bank? 3 shekels.

A large battery? 7 shekels.

Everything has a price now, even light, even charging.

And prices? Insane and unimaginable!

Internet?

There’s no home internet.

People sell temporary internet cards for those who have electricity and connection.

The price of a card ranges from 1 to 5 shekels (half a dollar to a dollar and a half), depending on the time and speed.

And for daily life?

A kilo of tomatoes = 20 shekels (5.5 dollars)

A kilo of cucumbers = 25 shekels (7 dollars)

A kilo of potatoes = 50 shekels (13 dollars — if found at all)

A kilo of eggplant = 30 shekels (8 dollars)

A loaf of bread? Almost non-existent, and flour is about to run out.

So — how are people living?

Some have nothing at all.

Some cook on firewood.

Some eat one meal a day or less.

Some planted parsley, lettuce, or anything just to survive.

Some make onion-water soup…

And some don’t eat at all.

No food, no gas, no enough flour.

Prices are insane, and people have nothing.

A kilo of regular vegetables costs more than it does in European cities.

Water?

Contaminated, salty, and undrinkable.

People filter it with primitive methods, boil it, or drink it contaminated because “there’s no alternative.”

Gas?

Cut off for over a month and a half.

People cook over wood fires, coal, or anything that burns.

The health situation?

Not enough medicine, no equipped hospitals, no medical tools, and not enough medical teams.

And people get sick… and wait for death in silence.

How are people getting by?

Some have relatives abroad sending small amounts of money.

Some work with simple stalls or sell anything they can.

Some charge people’s batteries for a fee.

And some wait for help from a kind stranger.

And financial transfers?

Imagine someone sends you $500… you actually receive just $250.

Why?

Because when you receive through a bank office, they take 20%.

If you receive cash, they take another 30%.

Half the money is gone.

Theft?

Unfortunately, it’s happening.

People who left their homes, others break in and take everything…

Even though everyone is hurt and broken, war has changed everything.

And displacement?

The occupation drops leaflets from planes:

“Leave your area immediately, it’s a danger zone.”

Imagine a plane dropping a leaflet ordering you to leave your home immediately…

So you gather a few things and leave.

You leave your home, your memories, the scent of your children… and head to a tent.

A small tent… that protects you from neither bombing, nor cold, nor heat, nor fear.

And you don’t know if you’ll ever return, or when, or if you’ll even find your home again.

People are either displaced, broken, starving, or oppressed.

In Gaza… there’s no difference anymore between rich and poor, doctor or vendor.

Everyone is hurting, everyone is in need.

There’s no such thing as “living.”

There’s only “enduring.”

And even endurance… is slowly breaking apart.

Help us get our voice out.

Help us break the wall of silence.

Gaza isn’t a number… Gaza is souls, children, mothers, dreams… bleeding.

The pain needs to escape Gaza… the world needs to hear.**

#Gaza

#VoiceFromWithin

#SaveGaza

#ShareTheTruth

#GazaBleeds

#WeDeserveToLive

#WeAreAllGaza

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Gaza does not die... but it bleeds 😔💔

Unbearable pain... and a wound that won't heal 😢

I am Musab Ahmad Hamouda, born in 1996, a husband and father of three children.

We used to live a simple, safe life—until the bombing came and stole everything from us.

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Our home is gone... reduced to rubble and scattered memories. 🏚️💔

I was injured in my shoulder, underwent surgery, and still need another operation just to be able to move my arm again. 🩼

But the real pain lives in my little daughter Lama’s hand.

Her tiny hand couldn’t withstand the brutality of the bombing.

They had to implant a metal plate in it, and we are still struggling to afford her treatment.

Watching her in pain... broke my heart before it broke my body. 😭

Please help us and share this message as widely as possible.

Every share can save a soul, and every donation is a ray of light in this darkness. 🌟

Saving Musab’s Family from War

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Hey world, ⚰

Hey world, can you see our pain and feel our hunger?! Fear, death, famine, siege, suffering, oppression, silence of the world?!! I am calling your humanity to do whatever you can to ease our pain Talk about us and don't leave us alone We are not okay, please dont forget us and stand with us by donating or reblogging to amplify our voices 🙏🏻

( Don’t forget, this is reality—we are not in a dream )

Don't forget us—do something, anything! Share, donate, like—just help us survive.

>> Our campaign is vetted by gazavetters list at (#291) Momen & his family

Gaza is full of oppression #The worst is yet to come #Genocide #A resilient people

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Help a Family in Need

I am reaching out on behalf of my dear friend, Mohamad S., who is facing one of the most challenging times of his life. Mohamad is 37 years old and left his homeland in 2015 in search of a safer and better future. He’s a kind, hardworking man, and his small family has always been his greatest priority.

Living abroad, Mohamad has recently endured unimaginable loss and financial strain. Amidst the ongoing conflict in his homeland, his mother passed away, leaving behind his sister and her five young children—the last remaining members of his immediate family.

As the situation worsened, Mohamad managed to help his sister and her children escape to safety in Egypt, covering their immediate needs and securing a temporary refuge for them. Since then, he has been fully responsible for providing everything they need to survive during this transition.

In his efforts to support his family and cope with this devastating loss, Mohamad has found himself deeply in debt. To make matters even more difficult, he recently underwent knee surgery, which limits his ability to return to work for the foreseeable future. This has made it even harder for him to manage his financial responsibilities and the pressing need to provide his family with a stable future.

Mohamad is now working to bring his sister and her five children to join him in Belgium, where he hopes they can find stability and opportunity after all they’ve endured. This transition, however, requires significant resources that he is currently unable to meet alone.

For privacy reasons, we are not sharing Mohamad’s full name, as he has chosen to keep his identity discreet. While he initially refused the idea of asking for help, I couldn’t stand by and watch him struggle alone. I insisted on doing this for him because he deserves a chance to overcome these challenges.

Your contribution will help Mohamad repay the debt incurred during this difficult time, cover ongoing living expenses for his family, and assist with the costs involved in bringing them safely to Belgium.

Mohamad has been a good friend of mine for years, and I’ve always admired his resilience and generosity. Any support, no matter the size, will make an incredible difference in helping Mohamad and his family rebuild their lives after these painful experiences.

Thank you for reading his story and considering helping a man who has always done everything he can for his loved ones.

Adam

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📣🚨Urgent Appeal🚨📣

"Please, your help and donation, even if it's just $50, will make a big difference in my children's lives, especially my son Nour El-Din, who is 9 months old. He was born prematurely during the war, and he has breathing problem . His needs are costly, including diapers, milk, wet wipes, and clothes, especially since the cold has started. We live in a tent, our tent destroied from rain so my childreen exposed to fear from the war,cold .rain added there is insects, and dogs. Help me save my children."

Please help us by sharing . Reblog the last post me on your page so that we can collect donations and get out of the war and buy the essential needs you are our hope. I will be very grateful to you . Donate 50$ enough the change my life❤🙏🏼

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What Strength Really Means 💪

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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

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