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A Final Plea from the Heart of Hell: Save Us Before Hope Dies ππ₯
Hi, I'm Hani π€


I am Hani, a 26-year-old young man from Gaza. I no longer have anything but words, written by a trembling hand βοΈ. The war didnβt just destroy our lives; it took everything from us. Our home, the refuge that once sheltered us, is now a pile of rubble ποΈ. My car, my only source of livelihood, was destroyed in a sudden strike π, and the work that once sustained us is now a distant memory πΌ.

Today, I live in an unending nightmare. Under a sun that burns everything in its path ππ₯, my family and I sit in a worn-out tent, a tent that neither shields us from the summer heat nor the winter cold βοΈ. Insects π¦ invade the place, diseases consume our bodies π©Ί, and my younger siblings cry from hunger and thirst ππ§. We have no clean water, nor a crumb of bread to ease our hunger. Each passing day deepens the weight of this hell we live in.

My Little Brother is Dying of Fear π¨
My little brother, seven years old, is dying of fear. His eyes never stop crying π’. Every morning, with a voice choked by tears, he asks me: "When will we go back to our home?" But I have no answer. Every look in his eyes ποΈ, every tear that falls from them π§, crushes my heart π. How can I explain to him that the hope which once was our lifeline has now turned into nothing but a mirage?

The Night Only Adds to Our Pain π
The night doesnβt bring us rest, it only adds to our pain. We sleep on hard ground, feeling the in every bone of our bodies π₯Ά, with nothing but pieces of cardboard π¦ to cover us. My older sister cries in silence π₯Ί as she watches the future fade before her eyes. My sick mother, in desperate need of medical care π©Ίπ, suffers in complete silence. My father, who was once the pillar of our family π¨βπ§βπ¦, is now confined by his own weakness, unable to move or work.

We Are Nearing the End β°οΈ
Every day we live brings us one step closer to the end. Death surrounds us from every side: if not from hunger π½οΈ, then from illness π¦ . And if not from illness, then from the despair that devours our souls.

Where is Humanity? Where is the World? ππ
Where are the people of compassion? Are you waiting for us to vanish into the depths of this suffering? Are you waiting until death takes us before you act? We are drowning, and we donβt have enough strength to scream for help π. Will you let this cry go unanswered? π
Your donation today is our last thread of hope. Thanks to a few people, I was able to buy a simple phone π± to reach out to you, but the bitter truth is that what I and my family need is much greater. We are not asking for much; just enough to save our lives from this hell π₯. Every donation, no matter how small, could be the difference between life and death for us π.
Donβt Let Us Disappear in the Darkness of Suffering π
Donβt let our story end here. Be the light that guides us to salvation π―οΈβ¨.

With every tear, with every pain, I write this final plea to you,Β
Hani
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A Final Plea from the Heart of Hell: Save Us Before Hope Dies ππ₯
Hi, I'm Hani π€


I am Hani, a 26-year-old young man from Gaza. I no longer have anything but words, written by a trembling hand βοΈ. The war didnβt just destroy our lives; it took everything from us. Our home, the refuge that once sheltered us, is now a pile of rubble ποΈ. My car, my only source of livelihood, was destroyed in a sudden strike π, and the work that once sustained us is now a distant memory πΌ.

Today, I live in an unending nightmare. Under a sun that burns everything in its path ππ₯, my family and I sit in a worn-out tent, a tent that neither shields us from the summer heat nor the winter cold βοΈ. Insects π¦ invade the place, diseases consume our bodies π©Ί, and my younger siblings cry from hunger and thirst ππ§. We have no clean water, nor a crumb of bread to ease our hunger. Each passing day deepens the weight of this hell we live in.

My Little Brother is Dying of Fear π¨
My little brother, seven years old, is dying of fear. His eyes never stop crying π’. Every morning, with a voice choked by tears, he asks me: "When will we go back to our home?" But I have no answer. Every look in his eyes ποΈ, every tear that falls from them π§, crushes my heart π. How can I explain to him that the hope which once was our lifeline has now turned into nothing but a mirage?

The Night Only Adds to Our Pain π
The night doesnβt bring us rest, it only adds to our pain. We sleep on hard ground, feeling the in every bone of our bodies π₯Ά, with nothing but pieces of cardboard π¦ to cover us. My older sister cries in silence π₯Ί as she watches the future fade before her eyes. My sick mother, in desperate need of medical care π©Ίπ, suffers in complete silence. My father, who was once the pillar of our family π¨βπ§βπ¦, is now confined by his own weakness, unable to move or work.

We Are Nearing the End β°οΈ
Every day we live brings us one step closer to the end. Death surrounds us from every side: if not from hunger π½οΈ, then from illness π¦ . And if not from illness, then from the despair that devours our souls.

Where is Humanity? Where is the World? ππ
Where are the people of compassion? Are you waiting for us to vanish into the depths of this suffering? Are you waiting until death takes us before you act? We are drowning, and we donβt have enough strength to scream for help π. Will you let this cry go unanswered? π
Your donation today is our last thread of hope. Thanks to a few people, I was able to buy a simple phone π± to reach out to you, but the bitter truth is that what I and my family need is much greater. We are not asking for much; just enough to save our lives from this hell π₯. Every donation, no matter how small, could be the difference between life and death for us π.
Donβt Let Us Disappear in the Darkness of Suffering π
Donβt let our story end here. Be the light that guides us to salvation π―οΈβ¨.

With every tear, with every pain, I write this final plea to you,Β
Hani
My campaign vetted by @gazavetters link vetted




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