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My name is Yasmin, a 28-year-old mother of three—Elin, Nasr, and Jameel.

I’m from Gaza, where every day is a struggle between hope and survival. Life was never easy, but we held on to the dream of building a safe and secure future for our children. After years of living in rented homes, we finally completed building our own house, a place we could call home.

But then, tragedy struck.

In the early days of the war, our home was bombed, leaving us with nothing—not even a single wall to return to. At the same time, I am battling cancer, and I had to leave with my children and family to the south of Gaza to continue my treatment. My husband, Mohammad, stayed behind in the north to care for his brother, whose leg was amputated and who needed his help.

For a month, Mohammad cared for his brother, but one day he went out to find food. That was the last time I heard from him. I’ve lost all communication since, and I don’t know if he has been captured or, God forbid, killed. The uncertainty is unbearable, and my children keep asking for their father.

Now, I find myself alone, trying to provide for my three young children while also continuing my cancer treatment. I am in desperate need of help to travel for further treatment and to support my children, who have already lost so much.

I am humbly asking for $5000 for myself and $2500 for each of my children, Elin, Nasr, and Jameel, so we can continue our fight for survival and rebuild our shattered lives.

https://gofund.me/08e5ce0a

Your support will give us a chance at life, hope, and a future. Please help us during this time of unimaginable hardship.

The only thing I have left is my children

After losing everything and the people dearest to me, I didn't know what to do but think about saving my children's lives and getting them out of the war zone. Providing them with the simplest necessities of life. Please donate or share the link.

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Magdy is a very diligent student. His life was regular and routine. Since the morning he was preparing to go to school with all his love and passion for studying and meeting his friends. He would come back from school, change his clothes, eat lunch, and rest a little. Then he starts writing his homework and reading his lessons, then he plays a little with his brothers, then he sits with his father in the evening. But his father has now been away from him since before the war, and he misses him very much. Majid has a cat that he loves very much and is very attached to. But the war turned his life upside down

Walid, 8 years old. He loves football very much and loves Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi. A year of his life has passed, and another year may pass due to the war. Walid hopes to return to his life, see his friends, and return to playing football and watching football matches. Please support Walid to return to his normal life.

Abdul Rahim is 7 years old. He loves drawing, coloring, and all kinds of arts. He always finds room in paintings to show his talent, and he also loves mathematical problems. He is a diligent and diligent student in school and a top student, but he has been out of school for a long time and no longer has any colors or sketchbook. He sees children dying around him every day, and he's so afraid he'll be next.

My daughter Amal, this little girl who turned one year old two months ago, this little girl who did not see her father because he traveled when she was forty days old, the little girl who did not live her childhood like other children in the world. In the world, Amal is always exposed to diseases due to immune deficiency and because of food and water contamination. Amal misses her father every day and grows up without seeing her father, all because of this war.

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Lost in gentle waves

Mualani x reader! In which:

You're struggling to fall asleep, so Mualani sings you a lullaby.

Word count; 640 words 3,449 characte

In a dark room, dimly lit only by the moonlight cascading through the open window, the two of you were nestled in your shared bed. It was warm, cozy and soft and your eyes were closed but you just can't seem to sleep. Your brain is still running and you've tried to turn it off but failed miserably. So you just laid there, waiting for sleep to finally take you or, if that didn't happen, for the morning to arrive.

Unwanted thoughts plagued you, several embarrassing moments you wished to forget, like that one time you tripped and grabbed Mualani's new volleyball, causing it to fall down with you and accidentally making it land against an oddly long and sharp rock. Then your mind shifted to the many mistakes you've made, the people you loved and love but accidentally hurt. Then came self doubt. Are you really good enough?

As a pathetic attempt to block out the thoughts, you pulled the blanket over your head and curled up into a tiny ball, like a hedgehog, so that nothing can't hurt you anymore, but no matter how you try to hide away, the accusations in your own head just wouldn't stop. Enough. You don't want this anymore.

In front of where you're facing you heard some shuffling, presumably your girlfriend, Mualani. You kept your eyes shut and hoped you didn't wake her up. It was silent for a while, but then it wasn't.

"Can't sleep?" she slurred. Seems you have woken her. You felt a bit guilty. You should just stay quiet so that she'll think you're asleep, so that she'll go back to sleep herself, but for some reason you also wanted to tell her your awake.

"Yeah."

You couldn't see her face, as you were turned with you back towards her, but you could picture her cute droopy eyes that you see every morning. She's got a long day before her, you shouldn't be keeping her awake.

"Want me to sing a lullaby for you? My mother always did when I was little and I always instantly fell asleep," your girlfriend offered, now sounding more lucid than she was before. After a while of consideration, you accepted. She's awake now anyway and it wouldn't take long, you thought to yourself. If it did then you'll just pretend to sleep.

She let out a weak "yay," happy to be of help and began to hum. As she did so, she you in a way that made you fit snuggly inside the cradle of her arms. Ah, you know this one. It was an old song from the People of the Springs, evident in the unique pacing that you won't hear anywhere else. The rhythm was synchronized with the sound of the waves you hear outside the window. Quiet, dull, mixed a tinge nostalgia. Nothing like the Mualani you know at day. Yet at the same time, you can't imagine hearing this gentle melody out of another's mouth.

Slowly and unnoticeably, you were getting drowsy as she continued her humming. You could feel the vibration in her throat due your head being right against it. The arms around your waist seemed to have relaxed and so did your whole body. It was the most peaceful you've felt in a while. At some point, she began to sound faint, until she was still, but you barely registered it as you were barely awake. At last, she uttered something and fell asleep first. It was a bit difficult to discern but you understood what she said.

"I love you so much, [name]. So so much. Good night."

The hushed words were laced with so much love and adoration, it dispelled any self doubt you had on that night and you followed her into the land of dreams with a smile on your face.

Help Ameer and his family 🍉🙏

My name is Ameer and I am 3 years old. My father’s name is Mohammad, my mother’s name is Rana, and my little brother’s name is Taim, who is two years old.

Six months ago, I used to go to the kindergarten and play and have a lot of fun.. and learn letters and numbers.. and play the kindergarten games. My life was very sweet.. and I had a very nice room in our house with my bed and toys.

On 12/1/2023, they bombed our house and we came out injured. My father broke his leg and my mother also broke her leg. I was shot in the back. My brother Taim was shot in the face and hands. We emerged from under the rubble, thank God.

But our house was destroyed and our whole life was destroyed. My toys were broken, my room and my bed were destroyed. And the kindergarten that I used to go to was destroyed and turned into ashes.

We left our house and went to live in the tent that my father had brought us. The tent was very disgusting. It had ants, cockroaches, and insects. We started getting sick and coughing every day. The sound of the missiles from above the tent was very terrifying and scared me and my brother Taim a lot.

My mother cries every day because she does not know how to make us food, because there is no food at all, and because there are no sanitary supplies for my brother Taim when he defecates.. and she is very afraid of the sound of the Jewish missiles and says that we will all die in the tent.

I want to ask you.. I want you to help me, my father, my mother, and my brother Taim.. We want to leave the Gaza Strip so that we can continue our lives.. so that I can return to the kindergarten that I left.. and so that my future and the future of my brother Taim are not lost. Our entry into Egypt cost us 20,000 US dollars.

Please help us and donate on this page, and I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life, which I have not yet begun.. Never forget me.

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Ok if people don't know,recently there was an artist on twt who draws genshin characters in the summer odyssey art style,and got attacked when they drew mualani with her maracas,and then got even more attacked when they redrew the art and got rid of the maracas

And like. Man I dont even gaf abt the boycott rn,the artist was just trying to draw a game character?? The maracas,unlike what all those crazy people think,didn't come from any racial standpoint,the artist was legit just drawing mualani according to what they saw in game

Even IF they did draw it in a racial standpoint(which they didnt),they redrew it with something else that isn't the maracas and still got attacked?

Like boycottors complain abt no one boycotting and then turn and does shit like this? You gave yourself the bad rep.

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Hello, I am from Gaza, specifically Rafah, and I was displaced from Rafah on Mawasi Khan Yunis due to the devastating war on the Gaza Strip. I am with my three-year-old son, my husband, and my family. We lost everything we owned in this war, our home, our work, our car, and everything. Nothing is left of ours. Even my father was martyred forty days ago. I need your support even more. Save my innocent child. Please help me and my little child. We are suffering a lot because of the war. I hope you will support me and stop with me 😭😭😭😭😭

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