Save Us Before It's Too Late

Save us before it's too late ‏🍉🥺

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Donate to Help Eman and Her Children Escape Gaza, organized by Michaela Milot

My name is Michaela Milot, from Metro Detroit, MI and I am organizing this… Michaela Milot needs your support for Help Eman and Her Ch

Hello, I am Iman from Gaza 🍉, a science teacher, a mother of five children: Nada (11), Rahaf (8), Sarah (5), Sham (3), Zeina (9 months). Technology is a beautiful, beautiful life. When the war broke out, everything turned upside down. My school that she uses was bombed, my husband lost his job, our house burned down, and our children lost their schools, clothes, toys, dreams, and future. We lost ten members of the group and lived in a tent that did not protect us from the cold of winter or the heat of summer. We were displaced more than ten times to escape the hell of war and there was no safe place in Gaza! We would flee from another place until we were besieged and miraculously escaped death! Until we set up the tent on the Mawasi of Yu Khanis and lived in it. It was not suitable for human habitation. In the winter, the rain would drown the children and the tent would be flooded with rain, with the lack of stimulants that made my daughters suffer from influenza, colds, and diarrhea. They would shiver from the cold of winter and the winds almost tore the tent apart!! And we stayed in the tent until summer came with its dangerous, scorching sun and its many harmful insects, such as flies, mosquitoes, scorpions and mice. The heat almost melted my daughters' bodies, as they were symptoms of skin diseases, ulcers, hepatitis, epidemic and pollution, all this in a wretched tent that could not accommodate two heads, as it was the kitchen, the one that was gloomy and the one that was high enough for sleeping.

‏We suffer from fetching water long distances on foot, and it is not enough, and if we find it, it is not polluted and not fit for drinking or use.

‏In this tent, my little girl Zeina was born and she left the hospital to the tent under direct health conditions. We suffer from good morning to crazy in terms of selling prices and completing vaccinations and medicines, and my daughter stopped due to malnutrition.

‏Do you think the tent is safe? No, by God, other tents were bombed near us and my children and I were shot at by occupation naval boats while we were on the sea, but we survived!

‏Since the beginning of the war, we have been living on canned food and my children crave water, fruits, meat and dairy products, but they are expensive. They crave sweets that are not simple!

‏As for our house, its walls have been bombed and everything in it, including beds, children's clothes, their clothes and belongings, has been burned. They are always crying, wanting their clothes and their clothes!!

‏We have been suffering from power outages since the beginning of the war (a year ago) and gas outages. My children are working by collecting firewood to cook food in primitive ways. We have been cut off from the outside world for five months, as there were no communications or internet!

‏Save us from the hell of war before it is too late. We are growing slowly every day 😭 Please donate to my children, help us get out of Gaza and escape this deadly war 🙏🥹🍉

https://gofund.me/77751696

Nanami Kento sleep blurb~

If you looked up the word ‘attentive husband’ in the dictionary, you would find a picture of Nanami Kento. Kento was always one step ahead when it came to your needs. From waking up extra early to make your favourite tea/coffee, to being your personal alarm clock “Sweetheart don’t forget your appointment by 5 today”, Kento had it all covered. That attentiveness manifested itself during sleep time as well. He always let you talk his ear off as you two would lay in bed getting ready to sleep, he would surprise you with follow up questions and intercepts when you thought he wasn’t listening “She was totally in the wrong honey, did you notice how she supported him over you?”. When you finally relented with your talking and started to get sleepy, he would pull you into his arms, whispering sweet nothings and drawing small circles on your sides as he watched you drift in and out of sleep. Kento would hold you till you eventually fell asleep, following shortly after himself. Even after you’ve both fallen asleep, any slight movement or shuffle from you caused Kento to hold you tighter subconsciously, even in his unconscious state all his thoughts are pre-occupied with you. Needless to say Nanami Kento is the world’s best husband.

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A little nanami sleep blurb for the soul. Also, Nanami is the world's best husband because I said so >:/

So proud of himself

Au fucking revoir Mister Prince

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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Donate to Help Amir and his family to leave Gaza., organized by Shahd Kafafi

I am Shahd Kafafi, from Sweden. I will leave you with Amir's story as narrated b… Shahd Kafafi needs your support for Help Amir and his fam

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why not let Zoro be the sopping wet cat of a man, clinging desperately to his rival

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