Anas in Gaza🇵🇸
@AnasAshour0
North Gaza My family and I are trying to survive the genocide. 🇵🇸
I know that you, my friends, stand with us and raise your voices to end the war on Gaza... But we are in urgent need of financial support—not for comfort,but simply to survive another day. And if you can't donate, please share. We just want to live💔🍉. gofund.me/169daeb4
I swear, even now I still can’t believe I’m facing the threat of dying from hunger... In 2025 — yes, we are dying of starvation. My mind can’t take it anymore… madness is creeping in. How did we get here? How is this happening right before the world’s eyes… and its silence?
This campaign is the only lifeline that my mother, my siblings, and I survive on. Please, don’t forget us and stay by our side. gofund.me/06fcf056
It’s been four days… and no donations have come through. Hope is fading, but I’m still here — fighting for my family’s survival. If you’re reading this, please don’t scroll away. Even a single contribution could save a life. 💔 gofund.me/06fcf056
“I haven’t eaten in 3 days. I just want food. I walk a little and feel dizzy — my stomach is empty.” 3 replies — even dots or 🇵🇸🍉— can break the algorithm. gofund.me/06fcf056
Though my body is burdened with pain and my soul worn down by sorrow, I am still here... breathing, resisting, and living.🥺🙏
Another day of hunger… another day searching for something to eat. But the greater disaster? My legs can no longer carry me. Every cell in my body screams with exhaustion. I’m worn out — truly, completely. I’m tired… so tired, by God.
Surviving has become a heavy burden, exhausting and costly; all paths, all signs, lead only to death.
I'm not ashamed of my hunger... This pain is beyond my control. I hear my stomach groan every night, But the real shame is in asking for what's meant to be a right — not a favor. gofund.me/06fcf056
Starting today... we enter the phase of water and salt. No food, no alternatives. This is how collapse begins — in silence.
Since yesterday and until this very moment, nothing has entered my stomach but water… no food, nothing to ease this hunger. The dizziness won’t leave me, and the headache is tearing through my head. I’m living the worst days of my life. Please… don’t forget me in your prayers.
I swear to you, my little siblings can’t sleep… Hunger is tearing them apart,and the headaches won’t leave their heads. Even water — each of them drank two liters, but the hunger doesn’t fade, and the pain doesn’t go away.💔 We’ve reached a point where we now wish for death. 😭
Nothing has entered my stomach for three days... All I long for now is a bite to silence the cries of my hunger. I walk a few steps, and the world begins to blur… The dizziness won’t leave me—my stomach has become an aching void that screams. gofund.me/06fcf056
Please, please, whoever can, let them donate to us. I swear to you, we are in very, very difficult conditions that cannot be described in words gofund.me/06fcf056
I’m writing to you from Gaza… from my tent… beneath the deafening sounds of bombardment— and the cries of my empty stomach. Is there anyone out there who can hear me? 😥 We are dying of hunger. 😭
It was the worst day since the war on Gaza began. We haven’t eaten anything… there’s nothing left to eat. Gaza is bleeding from hunger—empty shelves, and starving stomachs. 😣 To the world… to the Arab nations: You watched us starve, and chose silence.
At this very moment, the Israeli army is raining down a belt of fire upon us… The sky is burning above our heads, and death is circling all around. Pray for me to survive the night—your prayers might be my only salvation. 🙏
يا من تسمعون… في غزة لا نتحدث عن مجاز، بل عن موتٍ حقيقي يزرعه الجوع في كل بيت. قسَمتنا الحياة حتى صار الخبز حلمًا… والموت واقعًا نعيشه بصمت.
I don’t know how my dreams changed… and ended up becoming nothing but a loaf of bread. 💔 gofund.me/06fcf056
To everyone who follows me and cares about my life: I’m living through a genocide right now… Please, pray that I survive this night in peace 💔