Hala-gaza

@Fabio Manganiello Our life is very difficult. Many days pass without a single donation, and with the high cost of living, everything feels heavier day after day. We survived war, bombing, fear, and loss. We carried our children while running, unsure if we would live to see the morning. We lost our home, our sense of safety, and everything that once felt normal. We are now in Egypt. Safer, yes , but not stable. No steady income. No residency. Life here is expensive, and every basic need costs money: rent, food, medicine, school expenses. We share our story again and again, not because it’s easy, but because we have no other choice. Some days are exhausting, but we keep going for our children. Any help, any share, any boost truly makes a difference. If you can’t donate, please consider amplifying this post. 🔗 Support or donate here: https://gofund.me/8e758692 #Gaza #Palestine #MutualAid

@Aral Balkan Every day, Gaza lives inside us , not as a memory, but as pain that never fades. We survived nights filled with airstrikes and terror, fleeing with our children, unsure if dawn would come. We are now in Egypt. Safer, but still struggling. No stable income. No legal residency. Constant uncertainty about tomorrow. If you’re able to help, share, or amplify our story, it truly means more than words 🤍 🔗 Donate here: https://gofund.me/8e758692 #Gaza #Palestine #MutualAid #FreePalestine

🇵🇸 Every day we carry Gaza with us , not as a memory, but as a wound that never heals. We survived nights of bombing and fear, running with our children, never knowing if we would see the morning. We are now in Egypt, safer but not stable. No steady income. No residency. Endless uncertainty. Any help, share, or amplification truly makes a difference 🙏 🔗 Donate here: https://gofund.me/8e758692 #Gaza #Palestine #MutualAid #FreePalestine

@Aral Balkan Every day feels heavier than the one before. We survived Gaza — the bombings, the fear, the nights where we didn’t know if we would wake up alive with our children. Those memories never leave us. Now we are in Egypt, but safety did not mean stability. No stable work. No residency. Constant worry about how to provide the basics for our children. I’m not writing this to gain sympathy — I’m writing because we genuinely need help. If you’re able to donate, share, or even just amplify this, it means more than you know. Any support can make a real difference in our lives. Thank you for reading. Thank you for caring. 🇵🇸 🔗 https://gofund.me/8e758692

@Aral Balkan 🇵🇸 I am a mother of three beautiful children… this is our story We fled the war in Gaza, carrying our fear and our children in our arms. We left everything behind: our home, our memories, our life… and came to Egypt to start over. But life here is extremely hard. No official residency, no stable work, and no income to cover even the basic needs of my children. I tried to ask for help and share our story, but so far there has been little support or response. 😔 📌 If you can help with any amount, even small, it would make a huge difference for us. 📌 If you can’t donate, please just share our story ,every share might reach someone who can help. 👉🏼 Donation link: https://gofund.me/8e758692 From the bottom of my heart: every share, every small donation, every prayer… means the world to us. 🙏🏼 #Gaza #Palestine #Help

@Aral Balkan 🇵🇸 Every day we carry Gaza with us , not as a memory, but as a wound that never closes. We survived nights of relentless bombing, running through fear with our children in our arms, unsure if dawn would ever come. The echoes of explosions, the smoke, the panic , they still live inside us. We are now in Egypt, but safety did not bring stability. No steady income. No residency. Endless uncertainty. Every day is a fight to meet our children’s most basic needs. If you are able to help or even share our story, it means more than words can express. Thank you to everyone who stands with us in solidarity. ❤️ 🔗 https://gofund.me/8e758692 #Gaza #Palestine #MutualAid #HelpGaza

@Aral Balkan 🇵🇸 Another day carrying the weight of what we survived in Gaza. We lived through nights of bombing, fear, and running with our children not knowing if we would make it to the next morning. The sounds, the smoke, the terror — they don’t leave us. Now we are in Egypt, but life is still extremely hard. No stable income, no residency, and every day is a struggle just to provide the basics for our children. If you can help or share, it truly makes a difference. Thank you for standing with us. 🔗 https://gofund.me/8e758692 #Gaza #Palestine #MutualAid #HelpGaza

@Aral Balkan 💔 Between fear, hunger, and cold… we survived nights where we didn’t know if we’d live until morning. My children slept to the sound of explosions and woke up to people screaming. We escaped death, but now we face life in a place with no work, no residency, and no stability. If you wish to help a displaced family from Gaza trying to start again, here’s our link: 🔗 https://gofund.me/8e758692

@Aral Balkan @Fabio Manganiello I am a mother from Gaza. My children and I lived through months of fear , bombings shaking our home, nights spent waiting for the next strike, and days where survival was the only thing on our minds. We lost people we loved, we lost our home, and we carried our children through smoke, dust, and terror. After everything we went through, we reached Egypt hoping for a safer place to breathe. But life here is still extremely difficult. We have no stable work, no legal residency, and every day is a struggle to provide the basics for my kids. Being displaced means starting life from zero, with nothing but hope. I’m sharing our story because we are trying to survive with dignity. If you can help us , even a small donation or a share ,it would truly make a difference for my children. 💛 GoFundMe: https://gofund.me/8e758692 #Gaza #Palestine #Refugees #MutualAid #Help

@Aral Balkan 💔 I am a mother from Gaza, one of the countless families who survived bombings, fear, and loss. After everything we went through, I was finally able to flee with my children to Egypt , not to live, but simply to survive. Here, life is still a struggle every single day. We have no home, no steady income, and no legal papers to let me work. I do everything I can to keep my children safe, fed, and warm , but it’s getting harder each day. Seeing their innocent faces asking for things I can’t give breaks me inside. I just want to give them a chance at a normal life again. 🙏 Please, if you can, help us ,even a small donation or a share can make a real difference. Your kindness gives us hope. 🔗 https://gofund.me/8e758692