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Andi Mack is an important children’s television show that portrays a character in a military family, a character who has panic attacks, a character who comes out as gay, a character with a learning disability, and a character who is a young mother.

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Emergency status!

4900$ from 20,000$ just since October 2024 !🤯🤕

Our campaign is very stagnant and moves very slowly, the donations we receive very few. 🥺💔

▪︎Our campaign has been achieved since October 2024 only 4,900$ from $ 20,000$

▪︎We still have %75 to close our desired campaign

Ask for the humility of your contribution to fill this gap to get close to living a better life 🥺🥺💔

My family and I am frustrated, broken, unaware, and osteo, and we feel very disappointed.

We destroyed our house and we lost people close to our lives, and my father lost his work because of the war and we find it difficult to find the livelihood of our day and became coexisting with the lack of water, food and high prices very difficult.

We want to reform what the occupation destroyed and retrieve what we lost from our lives previously. Or finding a possible opportunity to leave the country and gold for a more stable and safe place

We can make all this possible with your help, standing beside, supporting and supporting our campaign, by donating us or spreading it widely to live my family a better life 🙏🏻

Together you can give us hope to get close to living a better life. 🥺🥺❤

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Donation link here:

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Donate to Help Nada's family survive purposeful unimaginable struggle, organized by Michael Bushnell

Help my family to overcome our plight under the difficult cir… Michael Bushnell needs your support for Help Nada's family survive purposeful

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I am really in a very bad situation, but I am here asking for help. Please do not turn me away. Here is a new donation link. I have prepared it again because my old link was closed by the program and half of the donations went to their owners again.

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Donate to Please help us so we can support our two children., organized by Aya Hamdan

Hello everyone, I will tell you my story in the war in the Gaza Strip an… Aya Hamdan needs your support for Please help us so we can support

My husband never works and we buy all our supplies for me and my young children from this link which has been closed😔💔

Speaking of opening the Rafah land crossing, I want to collect the amount that I can use to secure my family and children to leave Gaza to safety because the Israeli army has no safety again. I ask you to help us. Donate any amount. Everything you donate is for my children and their future.

Thank you all for continuing to read and I hope you donate 🙏❤️

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Donate to Please help us so we can support our two children., organized by Aya Hamdan

Hello everyone, I will tell you my story in the war in the Gaza Strip an… Aya Hamdan needs your support for Please help us so we can support

First post bcos I’m too lazy to do anything.

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii world!❣️

What does it mean that the war is over?

It's not over yet. I'm sorry, I made a mistake.

I meant...

What does it mean that the ceasefire has been lifted?

What nonsense!

My heart is still tired, really what is this!?

More tired than before

Nothing has changed and I don't feel that there is any noticeable progress or change.

My life is at a standstill

Nothing is good so far..

No comfort, no stability, no sense of security.

I always have a feeling of suffocation in my chest

Faintness from everything

I don't know if I'm just beginning to enter a state of depression or if it is pessimism about everything around me.

I don't really know how I feel about this matter, honestly.

All I know is that nothing there was comforting me except nature.

The sky is blue like a pure dream, with clouds swaying above it like pieces of cotton escaping from the pillows of dreams.

The land stretches green, adorned with pink trees as if it were a painting drawn by the brush of an artist who loves spring colors

The gentle breezes of the air.

And the sea playing with its waves as if it were whispering its eternal desire to stay and leave together.

I almost forgot myself whenever I contemplated the details of the entire universe as if it were playing a complete symphony of beauty.

Suddenly everything became gray

Yes, we were poured into blackness after we had colors.

I think they took that away too.

They took away everything

I started trying as much as possible to avoid the piles of rubble and ignore the gray color that surrounds me from every side and everywhere but..

To no avail.

I started feeling extremely sad whenever I saw the burned trees uprooted from their roots.

Whenever my eyes fell on their huge roots that split the ground and floated above its surface, I felt that something inside me was being uprooted, as if I was the one whose roots were being exposed, exposed to the cruelty of time. The pain in my chest intensifies, and sadness grows heavier on my soul, as if those trees reflect the cracks and wounds inside me.

The sea that I always loved sitting in front of for hours, that friend that I always escape to, I'm tired of it

You know,

Even the sea and I are at odds now.

The fresh air that I bet there is no air like this in the whole world,

They polluted it

They put poison in it

I no longer feel its gentle breezes penetrating my lungs as before.

It became filled with the smell of gunpowder.

All that remains is the far, far away

And it is my only sky

Although it has paled a lot, that's okay.

That's why I started running away with my eyes far from here..

I abandoned the trees

I left my inhalation and exhalation

And I quarreled with the sea

Only looking up

Only the sky..

Only the sky.

I'm really tired💔

Instantaneous writings, I called it..

"If only they hadn't done all this"

By me and on the occasion of International Women's Day

forbidden to speak..!! 🫢❌

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #502 )✅️ & @bilal-salah0

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Donate to My friend Shahad Dahlan in Gaza., organized by Manar Ahmed

I am raising funds for my friend in Gaza. This fund is to help her leave Gaza and move to… Manar Ahmed needs your support for My friend Shah

I found nothing better than ART to express our pain. 💔🥺

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It's the cold weather, the air and the dear rain 💔😭😭

Winter has always been my favorite season for me and my family, but it has become the thing we don't like the most in this life. We face the greatest difficulties under these circumstances 💔😭

My family and I have completely changed our lives from a comfortable life to a life of hell. 💔😭😭 I feel as if something is going to uproot the tent from its place. It is a very difficult thing. 😭💔💔

Do you know what it feels like to not find anything to cook every day? 💔 Everyone knows the suffering of not having fuel 💔😭😭

So today I am here asking for your help because you are the only hope for me and my family to survive this war and difficulties. Any donation or support you make is very important to us, so please do not ignore 💔😭

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Donate to Help Ahmed Restore His Dreams and Family, organized by Seigen Mizu Dojo

Hi this is Seigen from the Seigen Mizu Dojo. I am running this fundraiser in… Seigen Mizu Dojo needs your support for Help Ahmed Restore His

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I love being queer ✨

Reblog if you too love being queer

There’s someone’s VOICE I really wanna steal right now… 🐚🐙

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Please listen carefully Please listen carefully🙏 I need you to read this..🥹

On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.

On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah

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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.

We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.

We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.

No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.

We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?

fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.

Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help

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Donate to Help Mahmoud and His Family Survive, organized by Jovan I

Hello, my name is Jovan, and I'm fundraising on behalf of my dear friend Mahmoud. Mahmoud … Jovan I needs your support for Help Mahmoud and

"Please, do not ignore my story. Your donation and sharing this message is a part of your humanity and support for us. Every help, no matter how small, makes a huge difference in my life and my children's lives. Be our voice, be the hope for those who have lost everything." 🇵🇸🍉🙏🏼

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Donate to Help me save my children from death in the Gaza war, organized by Ahmad Mahmoud

I am Ahmed Mahmoud,34 years old, from Gaza, married with four childr… Ahmad Mahmoud needs your support for Help me save my children from dea

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #521 )✅️

Share, donate, help us survive. 🕊️❤️

In a corner of Gaza, my family and I are drowning in destruction, with the echoes of suffering surrounding us. I sat beside my modest tent, hastily erected after losing my home in the latest bombing. The faces of my family tell stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched upon them, as if they were records of unforgettable events. 🇵🇸⏳🍉

I once lived in a small home, filled with the laughter and voices of my children. Today, I have become a witness to the agony of displacement. The bombing forced me to flee with my children after a shell struck our home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings I never imagined would become unreachable. 🏚️💨

Every morning, I leave my tent and go to work, using a clay oven to provide food for my children. Meanwhile, my youngest son heads to the charity kitchens that offer aid, waiting for long hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down his frail body, he carries the food mixed with his tears and returns with a fake smile, hiding behind it the burdens of his struggles. 🍞🥀

At night, when everyone else is asleep, I remain seated at the entrance of my tent, gazing at the dark sky, reminiscing about days gone by… about my home that was once filled with warmth. Yet, I still find remnants of hope in my heart—a hope that one day peace will return, and my children and I will live in a new home, filled with joy. 🌙🏡✨

In moments of solitude, I find peace in prayer and supplication. I plead to God to protect Gaza and its people, to wipe away the dust of sorrow from our hearts. I always repeat🇵🇸🍉🌿

"We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost!" 🙏