She took a photo of it without its consent because she didn't know that that shit was alive so.. yeah, she's dealing with the consequences, oopsie poopsie
Hello dear .. My name is Abdul Rahman Halas, married to the martyred journalist Alaa Al-Dahdouh. My journalist wife works for the Watan News Agency and we had a beautiful child named Karam. The real disaster began on Wednesday, May 31, 2024, when my wife, my child and I were surprised by a huge missile that fell on us and exploded in the place where we were, targeting the house we fled to and other neighboring houses
. At that moment, my journalist wife Alaa hugged our child Karam to protect him from the hell of the missile, but she turned into pieces and died immediately. My child Karam and I miraculously escaped certain death when the pressure of the missile threw me a long distance, which resulted in me being injured by numerous shrapnel and multiple injuries that led to severe fractures in my leg and damage to the nerves in my hand and foot and various shrapnel in different parts of my body
. My wife is a journalist covering the crimes of genocide against defenseless civilians in the Gaza Strip. With the intensification of the bombing and the scarcity of food and water, my wife and I struggled daily to secure food for our only child Karam, who was also suffering from severe fear because of The brutal bombing of the Gaza Strip.
Now after the disaster that befell my family, I need your generous support to overcome my ordeal and pay for my treatment and surgeries. I need several surgeries outside the Gaza Strip that cost a lot of money, and I am in dire need of your tears and support.
I am confident that after reading my sad story, you will sympathize with me and share with me and will not leave me and my child Karam alone.
Donate to me or share my campaign with your friends to donate to me
No matter how small your donation is, it means to me a chance for me and my child to be treated and to stay safe.
Alright.. I'm actually committing to the challenge! Hooray for me! Woo!!
Finally more Hallel art
I was just listening to the song and it reminded me of her + my second ever edit. Hope yall like it
A photo from memories, captured in May 2023.
He is our hero. He is a doctor. Before this ongoing genocide, he worked at Al-Shifa Hospital. He is a wonderful plastic surgeon, loves his work and is committed to it, to help people and relieve their pain.
When We were forced to be displaced to Al-Shifa Hospital at the beginning of the war, he was still committed to his work. He worked nonstop for 40 days, besides caring for his family, especially in these difficult times!
But unfortunately the occupation stormed and burned the hospital after We were forced to evacuate , raising white flags. We could not carry anything, just our souls. We fled to the south on foot. He carried his two children in his arms, and walked long distances for many kilometers during the afternoon among tanks and heavily armed soldiers, and even among decomposing corpses!
Finally, we reached the UNRWA school at Khan Yunis. He started working in Nasser Hospital, which the occupation also stormed and destroyed! Even when we were displaced, he was working.
All that happened did not stop him from performing his lofty job as a doctor. He has now returned to work in MOH hospitals to carry out operations of debridement and grafting of needy injured people, but he is alone, we are far from him.
He decided to protect us and made a decision to refuge in Egypt to be survived. While he stayed in Rafah before the beginning of the military operation there. Then he was forced to be displaced to Deir Al-Balah.
Every morning he goes to work at Nasser Hospital in Khan Yunis and returns to his tent in Deir Al- Balah in the evening all week.
Is this what we and he deserve?
We stay away from our hero and torn our family. While at the same time, he is putting himself in danger while saving innocent lives!
For your information, his profession is considered more dangerous than ever before, due to the occupation’s systematic policy of targeting hospitals and medical staff!
All the day, we are worried about him. May Allah save him. Moreover, there is no safe place.
We hope to reunite again, we want each other, we want our home and our dreams!
We need your help and support to meet our father again, reunite our family and rebuild our lives. Little matters! Your little means a lot to us.
Please, donate or reblog this with others.
This was not our only tragic story in this genocide, every day was a struggle for survival!
Thanks!
Hi
I hope my message finds you well 🍉❤️
I would be very grateful if you could donate to me and my family we can achieve our goal as soon as possible 🥺 💔🇵🇸
I hope anyone can donate even 5$ will make a big difference and reach the goal very soon
If you can't please reblog and share with other maybe anyone can help
Your donation saves an entire family from death
Thank you in advance 🫶
https://gofund.me/a25b42f8
if a bypasser is reading this, please donate or share this familys story
Finally finished a piece...
Lelise and her dead brother.. how great
Did gijinka of the Chiari malformation bunny and the Cushing's Syndrome bunny! I simply drew these because I simply love the design and colors :)
Meet my oc for a collaborative project me and my bsf have made!!
my beautiful new edit of : Ellen From Work
wonderful news…….shes a girl…..its cool
They/Them🇺🇦🇩🇪18 years old !!!My interests: IHNMAIMS, Papa's gameria, Ultrakill, Faith the unholy trinity, my OCs, HNK, Pretty Blood and slowly getting into Clone highI like computers
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