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<div>Helping Akram and his children get to safety from the war in Gaza. After losing his wife(Asil, who was Aseel)<span>, he has been taking care of his 3 children on his own and wants to get his out of the horrible circumstances they are currently living in. Any amount helps and it would be greatly appreciated.</span>
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My name is Akram, I have 3 children. Stand by me and donate.

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<div>I’m Samar a sixth year medical student from Islamic University of Gaza and now l’m volunteering in Al Aqsa hospital in ER department .
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<div>Before October 7th, I prepared myself for my graduation year but due to the war my life has turned upside down , my university / medical college and most of the hospital were destroyed and many of my doctors were killed by the Israeli occupation.
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<div>My family (10 members) we are not ok , we are suffering a lot from the beginning of the war: we drink contaminated water, we cook on fire and firewood, there is no electricity, there is no source of income and we have lost many people who are precious to our hearts including my sister 's husband and my cousins sons .
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<div>My siblings, Saja a forth year English language student , Abdullah a second year Engineering student and Sahar a first year English language student , are also facing the fear of unknown future in addition to the constant fear of death and loss we are facing every single moment.
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<div>My father is a chronic patient and has a herniated disc and is unable to work. We have all lost our dreams of graduating, establishing a business and building a house for us. We hope for your support to complete my last year in medical school to graduate and specialize in order to return to Gaza and help my own people , and help my siblings to complete their education and achieving their dreams.
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<div><strong>Her name is Hayoot, </strong>as if she was born to remind us that life can bloom even amidst destruction. We waited for her for eleven years, filling our home with prayers and tears until God blessed us with her. She was our light, our joy, and our only hope in a world that had turned against us.
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<div>On October 7th, everything was stolen from us. Our home, which once held our dreams, was reduced to rubble. The laughter that used to fill its walls was silenced beneath the wreckage. I had dreamed of Hayat growing up in warmth and love, but instead, she has only known fear, hunger, and displacement.
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<div>We fled, searching for safety, but in Gaza, no place is safe. From the north to the south, from the south to the heart of destruction, it was as if war was chasing us. Every time the bombing paused, we let ourselves believe, just for a moment, that the nightmare was over. We would return to search through the ruins, trying to piece together the remnants of our lives. But in Gaza, peace is an illusion. The war returns, the hunger returns, the fear returns—an endless cycle of suffering.
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<div>The borders are closed, aid is scarce, and the bread that was once a simple right has become an unattainable dream. I watch Hayat cry from hunger, and I have nothing to offer her. My husband was a teacher, nurturing hope in the hearts of children, but now he has no job, no income, no way to provide for us. Prices skyrocket daily, and the little food available is far beyond our reach. How can a family survive without a home, without food, without even the hope of a better tomorrow?
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<div>We live between tents and the ruins of destroyed houses. The cold seeps into our bones, the rain leaks into the spaces where we sleep, and the air is thick with dust and despair. My little Hayat does not know what a “home” is—she only knows what it means to keep running, to search for shelter every time the place we hide in is bombed again.
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<div>Night after night, I tell Hayat stories of a beautiful world, of a warm home, of food on the table, of mornings where the sound of explosions does not shake the ground beneath us. But she is young—she looks at me with tired eyes, as if asking, When will this world come? And I have no answer to give.
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<div>I am exhausted. Exhausted from running, from hunger, from the cruel cycle of hope that is born in moments of calm only to be slaughtered with the next missile. I want only one thing: for Hayat to live, to grow, to dream—to know life as more than just a fight for survival.
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<div><strong><em>To everyone reading my words, I beg you—do not let us disappear like so many before us. Hayoot needs you. Any donation, no matter how small, could give her a meal, could warm her tiny body, could be the reason she survives. Please, help us stay alive. Help Hayat live.</em></strong>
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Doaa’s Family: Struggling to Survive the Heartbreak of War"

<div>We are a family of 5 people. We were living a quiet life before the start of this war, but unfortunately now I cannot describe the extent of the pain I feel as a father when I cannot protect my children from these missiles that fall on us every minute. My children, who are 4, 6, and 7 years old, cannot comprehend the amount of pressure they face every minute. The horror I see in my children’s faces when they hear the explosions almost kills me. They wake up every day screaming, and the tremors of fear that afflict them tear my heart apart. Things have become very difficult, as the minimum necessities of life are no longer available, such as food, water, clothing, and a home. I lost many members of my family in this cruel war. There are not many words to describe the bitterness and difficulty of losing people you love.
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<div>It is time now to start a new life for my children and take them to safety. Perhaps they will find an opportunity to live in safety, calm and peace. My children were excelling in their studies, but because of this war they lost their most basic rights to education. Even their schools were bombed, so they no longer have the opportunity to realize their ambitions and dreams. For the future, now is the time to send them to the best schools and complete their education in calm, stable and safe conditions.
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<div>I ask you to help me rehabilitate myself and my children and start a life we ​​deserve in a new country after this pain and fear that we all lived through during these harsh months. I have challenges ahead of me that will be difficult to restore balance and stability to my family’s life and for my children to live like the rest of the world’s children in peace and love. . I thank you with all my heart for your concern and sympathy. I will certainly never forget that you were the turning point in our new life.
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<div>It will be my pleasure to inform you, as donors, of all the results of your donations and to present to you the success story of my family, which will be because of you and your donations.
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Please help my family from the war in Gaza

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<div>Hello everyone. My name is Ahmad abu Daya; I am a Palestinian.
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<div>I’m reaching out for support to help my family members get out of Gaza. Until this moment, the aggression and bombing of our people in Gaza has not stopped, in addition to all kinds of suffering, torment and violations. Slow death due to hunger, thirst, displacement, spread of diseases and inability to obtain any medical care. And the constant threat of death due to the continuous bombing. Since the beginning of the war and My family has witnessed the death of a lot of family members in front of their eyes. I have a family of 5 people
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<div>The current situation with my family is as follows:
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<div>• My family lives in Gaza City and they were displaced under fire on October 13 with nothing with them.
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<div>• They have been forced to leave the city heading to the south where they have no one or nowhere to stay.
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<div>• My family had their home completely bombed and destroyed.
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<div>• Now, they have no home and no work. They are on the street under fire and bombardments.
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<div>• No place is safe in the Gaza Strip. They hardly find access to food. The drinking water does not exist, so they are forced to consume the non-drinking water.
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<div>No access to any healthcare or hospital since all are out of order.
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<div>It's really hard to explain how I feel right now.
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<div>Please donate or send my fundraiser to people you know.
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<div>Your support will help me save my family's life.
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