I feel my end is near in this war, and if they don’t kill us with missiles, they will drag us into prisons and torture us until our souls collapse. I am innocent, yet you watch us as if we are not human. I have a beating heart — I laugh, I love, I feel joy… but they want to turn

War leaves no one truly alive… even those who survive lose something of themselves there. Death is not only for those buried under the rubble, but for those who carry in their eyes the images of loss and devastation. How can there be victory when everything turns to ash? How can

In this time of abandonment and forgetfulness, we in Gaza are struggling to survive through the harshest days of famine and deadly hunger. Do not leave us alone in this darkness — your donations are the last hope keeping us and our children alive. Please, do not turn your face

Today, I am not the nurse caring for patients, but the patient fighting pain. I suffer from severe stomach pain, intense headache, dizziness, throat congestion, and a fever that does not drop below 40°C. There is no medicine to ease my pain, and no food to give me strength. Your

I am Khaled, and I still stand at the edge of the road they called an end. But my end was not death — it was a testimony to the cowardice of a world that betrayed us. They wished to bury me in a narrow grave, yet my words widened into a homeland far greater than their cemeteries.

For the third day in a row, I remain lying helpless on my bed inside this tent, burning with fever that does not leave me. My head is torn apart by pain, my throat aches with severe congestion, and hunger deepens my weakness. With no medicine to ease my suffering and no healthy

I feel that death is all around us, and that darkness and destruction are preparing the ground for new massacres. Please, help me escape from Gaza before it’s too late. I have lost all hope, and I don’t want to stay here alone under the constant bombing. I want to live to pursue

Help me, please. I am suffering from severe congestion and a constant high fever, with pain tearing through my body that I can no longer endure. All I wish for is to be able to buy some medicines that might ease this suffering. 🔗 chuffed.org/project/137150…

I am a nurse working in the heart of hell, in Gaza’s hospitals where lives bleed away every day under bombardment and genocide. I stand among the cries of the wounded and the tears of children. I keep going, even though my home was destroyed, my salary was cut off, and I live

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Sometimes I look around and feel trapped in a nightmare that never ends. The place I live in no longer feels like earth, but a labyrinth of ruins and shadows. The sounds of explosions whisper inside my head, and the faces I see in the hospital never leave me… Did I save them, or

I’m trying to hold on, but silence won’t keep me alive. If you read this, don’t miss me—just drop a dot to let me know you’re there. chuffed.org/project/137150…

Where can we flee when the earth itself has forsaken us? No shelter awaits, no tent to gather our shattered souls, no carriage to bear us away. My father lies broken, unable to move; my mother breathes with fading strength; and the children… what power have they to walk the

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Good morning from wounded Gaza 🌅💔🇵🇸

I am now working as a volunteer with no salary and have no other source of income. My family and I live without shelter, enough food, or medicine. Every passing day, hunger consumes our weak bodies. You see my frail body, but you do not see my real suffering, nor the pain