Anas Basil🍉
@annas--help.bsky.social
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annas--help.bsky.social
Every day feels like the last. Explosions rip through homes, streets turn into graves, children carry trauma too heavy for their little hearts. My family is trapped in this nightmare. Please, extend your hand before we are buried in silence. donate please, save us 🙏🏻💔
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annas--help.bsky.social
@joshuayuburnett.bsky.social
Displacement is not just losing a home it is losing the walls that carried our laughter, the streets that carried our footsteps, the schools that carried our futures. In Gaza we carry only grief, hunger, and the hope that someone remembers we exist. Please save us 💔🙏🏻
annas--help.bsky.social
@axelvoldbarr.bsky.social
To be displaced is to lose the map of who you were. In Gaza, we wander through camps and ruins, carrying memories heavier than our bodies. Each step whispers of what was stolen: safety, schools, family, tomorrow. we still need your help to survive 🙏🏻💔
annas--help.bsky.social
@elimelby.bsky.social
We have been reduced to shadows my brother and I surviving on hope too thin to hold us. the war has taken our food, our safety, and soon, perhaps, even our names. If your kindness reaches us, it will not be charity: it will be resurrection.🙏🏻💔
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@patriciaalexander.bsky.social
Death is everywhere: in the air we breathe, in the silence of schools that will never reopen, in the faces of children who will never return home. We live, but it is survival without life a shadow of the futures stolen from us. please donate and save us 💔🙏🏻
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@stormgrl15.bsky.social
Every message I send feels heavier than the last, as though words themselves are exhausted by our pain. My brother and I endure hunger that stains our bones, nights that swallow our dreams. Yet I write again, because silence is surrender. We need your help 💔🙏🏻
annas--help.bsky.social
@yukoweiner.bsky.social
Displacement is not just losing a home it is losing the walls that carried our laughter, the streets that carried our footsteps, the schools that carried our futures. In Gaza we carry only grief, hunger, and the hope that someone remembers we exist. Please save us 💔🙏🏻
annas--help.bsky.social
@jsaxe.bsky.social
To be displaced is to lose the map of who you were. In Gaza, we wander through camps and ruins, carrying memories heavier than our bodies. Each step whispers of what was stolen: safety, schools, family, tomorrow. we still need your help to survive 🙏🏻💔
annas--help.bsky.social
@bridgetaward.bsky.social
We have been reduced to shadows my brother and I surviving on hope too thin to hold us. the war has taken our food, our safety, and soon, perhaps, even our names. If your kindness reaches us, it will not be charity: it will be resurrection.🙏🏻💔
annas--help.bsky.social
@collins1129.bsky.social
Death is everywhere: in the air we breathe, in the silence of schools that will never reopen, in the faces of children who will never return home. We live, but it is survival without life a shadow of the futures stolen from us. please donate and save us 💔🙏🏻
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@warlopf.bsky.social
Every message I send feels heavier than the last, as though words themselves are exhausted by our pain. My brother and I endure hunger that stains our bones, nights that swallow our dreams. Yet I write again, because silence is surrender. We need your help 💔🙏🏻
annas--help.bsky.social
@shawnlavelle.bsky.social
Displacement is not just losing a home it is losing the walls that carried our laughter, the streets that carried our footsteps, the schools that carried our futures. In Gaza we carry only grief, hunger, and the hope that someone remembers we exist. Please save us 💔🙏🏻
annas--help.bsky.social
@tanyabjork.bsky.social
To be displaced is to lose the map of who you were. In Gaza, we wander through camps and ruins, carrying memories heavier than our bodies. Each step whispers of what was stolen: safety, schools, family, tomorrow. we still need your help to survive 🙏🏻💔
annas--help.bsky.social
@meave.bsky.social
We have been reduced to shadows my brother and I surviving on hope too thin to hold us. the war has taken our food, our safety, and soon, perhaps, even our names. If your kindness reaches us, it will not be charity: it will be resurrection.🙏🏻💔
annas--help.bsky.social
@chriswoods22.bsky.social
Death is everywhere: in the air we breathe, in the silence of schools that will never reopen, in the faces of children who will never return home. We live, but it is survival without life a shadow of the futures stolen from us. please donate and save us 💔🙏🏻
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@neslihanart.bsky.social
Every message I send feels heavier than the last, as though words themselves are exhausted by our pain. My brother and I endure hunger that stains our bones, nights that swallow our dreams. Yet I write again, because silence is surrender. We need your help 💔🙏🏻
annas--help.bsky.social
@briancarter.bsky.social
Displacement is not just losing a home it is losing the walls that carried our laughter, the streets that carried our footsteps, the schools that carried our futures. In Gaza we carry only grief, hunger, and the hope that someone remembers we exist. Please save us 💔🙏🏻
annas--help.bsky.social
@tamaralbennett.bsky.social
To be displaced is to lose the map of who you were. In Gaza, we wander through camps and ruins, carrying memories heavier than our bodies. Each step whispers of what was stolen: safety, schools, family, tomorrow. we still need your help to survive 🙏🏻💔
annas--help.bsky.social
@oncwonk.bsky.social
We have been reduced to shadows my brother and I surviving on hope too thin to hold us. the war has taken our food, our safety, and soon, perhaps, even our names. If your kindness reaches us, it will not be charity: it will be resurrection.🙏🏻💔
annas--help.bsky.social
@lukevallewrites.bsky.social
Death is everywhere: in the air we breathe, in the silence of schools that will never reopen, in the faces of children who will never return home. We live, but it is survival without life a shadow of the futures stolen from us. please donate and save us 💔🙏🏻
annas--help.bsky.social
@slimyswampghost.bsky.social
Every message I send feels heavier than the last, as though words themselves are exhausted by our pain. My brother and I endure hunger that stains our bones, nights that swallow our dreams. Yet I write again, because silence is surrender. We need your help 💔🙏🏻
annas--help.bsky.social
@naomikritzer.bsky.social
Displacement is not just losing a home it is losing the walls that carried our laughter, the streets that carried our footsteps, the schools that carried our futures. In Gaza we carry only grief, hunger, and the hope that someone remembers we exist. Please save us 💔🙏🏻
annas--help.bsky.social
@karen70118.bsky.social
To be displaced is to lose the map of who you were. In Gaza, we wander through camps and ruins, carrying memories heavier than our bodies. Each step whispers of what was stolen: safety, schools, family, tomorrow. we still need your help to survive 🙏🏻💔
annas--help.bsky.social
@drueried.bsky.social
We have been reduced to shadows my brother and I surviving on hope too thin to hold us. the war has taken our food, our safety, and soon, perhaps, even our names. If your kindness reaches us, it will not be charity: it will be resurrection.🙏🏻💔
annas--help.bsky.social
@katiehigginson.bsky.social
Death is everywhere: in the air we breathe, in the silence of schools that will never reopen, in the faces of children who will never return home. We live, but it is survival without life a shadow of the futures stolen from us. please donate and save us 💔🙏🏻
annas--help.bsky.social
@charlescranfield.bsky.social
Every message I send feels heavier than the last, as though words themselves are exhausted by our pain. My brother and I endure hunger that stains our bones, nights that swallow our dreams. Yet I write again, because silence is surrender. We need your help 💔🙏🏻