My little baby, Rouh… only 15 days old today.
A child born in war, who already suffered at birth and is still so fragile. She needs your help and your support beside her. Please don’t leave my baby alone. Stand with her,
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“She keeps urging him to wake up, refusing every attempt to pull her away from him.”
🚨A heartbreaking scene capturing a child’s painful farewell to her father, a nurse, and her brother, killed in an Israeli strike in northern Gaza City.
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We are human beings, not just numbers. 💔
NEVER STOP TALKING ABOUT US. WE DON’T SLEEP.
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I now wish for death because I can't afford food. My son, Muhammad, is crying from hunger. I need $100 to buy food and $50 for cooking gas. Please don't leave me alone. (Link to the campaign at the top of the page)
https://t.co/iOt3LwlG1s
Just $10🙏🥹
$10won't make you poor, but it could mean everything to me.
Every donation helps me buy food, water,
You know I'm the only breadwinner for a family .
Please, my friends, don't ignore this call for help🙏😭
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Oh God, You know my situation and my suffering 🙏😥🫶🏿
I beg you, I need you. 🙏
My family and children wish they could eat his meat.🥩🍗🍖
Don't break my children's and family's hearts 🙏🫶🏿😥
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While the world celebrates the World Cup, we are being torn apart by hunger, illness, and pain. My children need medicine, food, and clothes. I have nothing that can bring them joy. I am begging every compassionate heart that can feel the suffering of children in pain—please help
“I can't find the words to convince you how much I need help… but honestly, we're going through a very difficult time, and any support or assistance from you could make a huge differencehttps://chuffed.org/project/184130-my-name-is-maram-please-help-us-to-live
Hello, please share and donate. Please quote and comment on my post.
Please, I need to buy food for my children.
Please don't ignore me
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My daughter was diagnosed with severe malnutrition from endless hunger.
Her body is breaking, her strength is gone, and I can’t afford food or medicine.
If you’re scrolling, please leave a dot (🍉) — even a dot means we’re not invisible.
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🚨HORRIBLE: This is how families with children have been living for nearly three years in Gaza inside worn-out tents pitched along the streets after Israel destroyed most residential areas.
The small feet of a sleeping child can be seen protruding from the family’s tent.
Why is everyone ignoring our cries for help? We are desperately trying to get treatment for my sister, but no one seems to hear us. We feel invisible. All we ask for is a chance to ease her pain and get the care she needs. Please don't leave us alone.
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🥺Today, my heart is heavy with worry for my little sister, Muskan. She is an innocent child who urgently needs milk and diapers, and in these difficult circumstances, providing even her most basic necessities has become a daily struggle.
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I am not asking for much—only that Muskan receives her basic right to food and care.
Please help and donate to this innocent little girl.🙏💔🥺😭
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Urgent Medical Appeal: Save Saed’s Sight
“, my head hurts... there is a popping sound in my eye.”
With these painful words, 11-year-old saed began a sudden battle for his life. Less than a month ago, saed was a healthy, vibrant child.
https://t.co/fUZRT6IQ3v
My family is suffering every second. We have lost everything and have no other option. Please don't scroll past. Your donation, no matter how small, can help my family survive and have a chance at a better life. Please stand with us and donate today.🙏💔
https://t.co/IfcF2dnT9E
There are moments in Gaza when suffering becomes so ordinary that people stop asking for solutions.
They begin asking only for the smallest relief. A little less pain.
A child who sleeps through the night.
When I entered the clinic that morning, I noticed a young woman carrying a baby so small that I could not tell whether the child was a newborn or simply made tiny by hardship.
When her turn came, she gently placed the baby on my desk and said:
“I want any cream you have.” Any cream. Not a specific medicine. Not a particular treatment.
Just anything.
She uncovered the baby and showed me the severe rash covering much of the child’s fragile skin.
“I treat the baby with whatever free creams I can find in clinics,” she explained.
“Anything helps.”
As she spoke, I noticed something else. The baby was not wearing a diaper. Only pieces of cloth.
I asked why.
“I can’t afford diapers,” she replied calmly. “I wash these and use them again.”
Then she added that they were living in a tent and that her husband had suffered a serious foot injury and was unable to work.
“I’m not asking for much,” she said.
“I only want a cream.”
But what caught my attention most was not the rash.
It was the malnutrition.
The baby was severely underweight. The kind of malnutrition that is visible before any examination even begins.
So I asked the mother whether she had noticed.
She nodded. “Yes, I know.”
Then she said something I cannot forget: “When the baby gets older, things will get better.”
Not because she truly believed it.
But because hope was cheaper than treatment.
And treatment was something she could no longer afford. That was the moment that broke me.
Not the tent. Not the poverty. Not even the illness.
But the fact that this mother had lowered her expectations so much that she no longer dreamed of proper medical care, diapers, or adequate nutrition.
She came asking for the smallest thing she could imagine. A tube of cream.
Any cream.
Something that might make the baby hurt a little less.
The baby could not have been more than five months old.
Too young to understand war. Too young to understand poverty. Yet already carrying both on that tiny body.
There is something profoundly cruel about a world in which a mother’s greatest hope for her child is no longer a better future.
Only a little less suffering tonight.
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