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Desperate Plea: A Call For Relife‼️ 🥀

Hello, It's Momen Al Madhoun, writing from the most miserable area in the whole world, I am deeply thankful to all of you. Your support means the world to my family

🍉🍉🍉 I urgently plead you to keep sharing our campaign with your friends, family, and acquaintances

15 months have passed as if it were 15 years, and suffering increasing day after day 😔 Our health is decaying, we have NO IMMUNITY to fight diseases. No healthy food to feed our worn cells. Finding a quiet, clean place for us to get some rest is IMPOSSIBLE! I'm in urgent need of serious financial support so that I can take action and save my family! Our faces speak the misery we're going through! my children can't bear the ruthlessness of war life… pain and cold does not allow either of them to sleep 💔

I found in drawing a way to relieve stress and describe what we are experiencing, but even this i was deprived of, due to the difficulty of obtaining good internet and electricity for a sufficient time If you are interested in art, you can check I my blog I and find my artworks, i hope you will share them and support me to continue fighting and trying Every share and donation brings us one step closer to saving my family's lives. Your support, no matter how small, holds the power to rescue my loved ones from grave danger There are no words can describe how many times we have been displaced The situation we're living now is really hard to imagine Where do we Go?

Imagine the vastness of this universe, we cannot escape to a safe place far from the war

🍉🍉🍉 We rely on your donations to have a shelter and provide basic daily necesseties. We need your contributions and support with us, no matter how small it may be for you, but it makes a difference for my family 🙏🏻 Please, Support us with 5$, 10$, or any donation you can make and it will be really appreciated 🙏🏻

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““oh, no, not really. I just wanted to say hi! Who are you, if you don’t mind me asking? I’m Blue sunstone.”

Blue Sunstone walked around one of the more quiet parts of homeworld. As she looked around, here eyes settled on a tall, dark, figure. They were huge, as tall as white diamond! As blue Sunstone had only met white at the beginning of era 3, she was definitely nervous to approach them. She decided to try anyway, and walked up to the fellow gem. They didn’t seem to notice her. “U-um, hello?” He shyly waved, hoping this gem was nice.

“Oh hello dear. Can I help you with something?”

Urgent case 🚨🚨my heart is aching on my injured father😭 DONATE if you can🇵🇸🇵🇸

My father needs you 🙏 yes needs your donation, you are our last hope, he is very tired and sick because of war.

My father is injured in his neck because of war.

We barely can live 😞

Donate and save My father 🙏

Reblog my pin post

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Hello, I hope you and your family are well. Can you please help me recycle the post on my account? 🌺 And help rescue my family from the war in Gaza? 🙏 Thank you.

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challenge time!

I’ve decided to a have a fun/ silly challenge. Submit a voice or song that you think would be my voice, and I’ll make a post announcing the closest! Reminder that this is completely optional, so don’t feel pressured to enter. Sorry that there isn’t a prize, I’m just doing this for fun.

"No child should say goodbye like this."

In this image, a little boy gently touches the forehead of his brother—cold, lifeless, lying in a morgue. This is not a goodbye any child should ever experience. But in Gaza, it happens every single day.

And yet… someone looked at this heartbreaking moment and chose mockery over empathy. Someone called this grief “a cult.” As if pain needs permission. As if mourning a sibling is some kind of performance.

But this is not a show. This is real. This is my life. I am a mother. My son is wounded and clinging to life. And every time he cries out in pain, I wonder—will I be next to say goodbye like this?

Instead of compassion, we receive mockery. Instead of help, we’re dehumanized.

But I will not stop fighting for my son’s life. And I ask you—please, stand with me. Help me get him the treatment he needs. Help me protect him from becoming another lifeless body… another number… another memory.

Don’t scroll past our pain. Don’t let hate drown out humanity

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“what, no, I definitely exist. As for the poofing thing, it’s a term used for when a gem, which is the alien species that I am, takes too much damage.” She seems a little more comfortable now as she points to the gemstone on her left palm. ““this is my gemstone. It’s the only truly solid thing about me. My body is a solid light projection that my gem makes to give me form, like a hologram, except not see though and with mass. When a gems body, or form, takes to much damage, we poof, and our form dissipate and go back into our gems until we have enough energy to reform.” She hopes he understood all that. 

She’s sneaking around corners nervously, flinching at every sound of gunfire and crashing. Someone had poofed her earlier and brought her to a war zone, and now she just wanted to leave. She soon noticed someone next to a parked tank eating some candy. They seemed trustworthy, but she kept her guard up just to be sure. “Um, h-hi?” She said quietly, trying to do her best not to surprise them.

-He finishes off the expired mars bar, before crushing the wrapper into a ball within his fist, and flicking it away- Only to suddenly whip his head around at the sound of an unknown voice.

"What the... Hell? ... Uh, hello there?"

Hello 🤗❤️

I hope you're doing well 🌹

Can you help me share my family's story? 🙏🏻

Would you reblog my pinned post?

Or donate €5 to save us from death and war?

Your support can give us hope for a better future 🌷

Thank you so much 🌸

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+972 59-883-5785Hello my friend, I am Ali from Gaza 🇵🇸

I need your help if I can 🙏

I don't feel good. I cannot obtain supplies for my children due to the high prices, and this requires an amount to buy winter clothes and food because we are approaching winter and my children need other supplies, and this is estimated at $400 💔💔

I came to you ashamed

Can you help me get my children's requirements? I just want a small donation of $25. Can you bear it? I'm really sorry 😢😢💔

https://www.gofundme.com/f/fm8uf-khan-younes

I’m sorry, I can’t donate, but I’ll be sure to reblog your post to spread the word.