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a gnat just beat me up and left me in a ditch

Hello dear .. My name is Abdul Rahman Hilles from Gaza Palestine,, married to the martyred journalist ola 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, May31, 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 Ola 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.

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Bonus last bugs! Remakes of unfortunate ones that were made at the very beginning and some i don't like how they originally came out

All HK Gijinkas here!

Do you like to dream?

Kinda wish the shops in hollow knight were more like the "shops" in rain world. Like, ok, so in hollow knight, ur this weird, fucked up little guy with canonically no brain and yet you still understand the complexities of capitalism and how to use and collect legal tender. Even if that tender is like, rocks but.

I think it would be funny if u walked into iselda's shop and she was like "bahpanadah" as normal but you don't know what that means so you just have to keep bringing her things in the hopes that it's right. Like, what do you want lady, I've got journals and this weird black egg full of void, can I have that marker yet or no? Like how in the scav trading zones sometimes they'll just leave their stuff there and u can take it no problemo but other times I give this man a pearl and he looks at me like I want something. I do want something, give me that flashbang.

Idk I just think that way of bartering is really silly because you don't know what the shopkeeper wants and sometimes it changes.

bringing iselda a whole treasure of things from ur inventory like a cat with dead mice, idk I think that's silly

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Emergency:Help

Evacuate my Family From

GAZA WAR

support us we lost our home and our workes😔💔

Help us survive the war with our deprivation and fear for more than 350 days.

!! Please donate or share the link. 🙏🏻🍉

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Donate to Help Aya's family survive the war., organized by Ahmed Almajdoub

‎‏Dear friends, Beloved family, and kind hearts, I come to you with a heavy heart a… Ahmed Almajdoub needs your support for Help Aya's famil

Dear friends, Beloved family, and kind hearts, I come to you with a heavy heart and a plea for help. My name is Aya Almajdoub and I am reaching out today to plead for your assistance in rescuing my family and myself from the grips of an escalating conflict. The days following October 7th have been a relentless nightmare that none of us could have anticipated. That fateful day razed to the ground everything we held dear-our home, our dreams, our aspirations, and the burgeoning business we poured our hearts into expanding.

My home, along with all my cherished memories and dreams, was destroyed. Now, homeless, I struggle to find a safe place for me and for my family.Me and my husbande welcomed our first baby into the world.

While life was once filled with promise and joy, circumstances have drastically changed. Moreover, as new parents,Me and my husband are struggling to provide for our son amidst the chaos and uncertainty.

Basic necessities such as diapers, formula, and clothing are increasingly out of reach.

https://gofund.me/c4c2cf82

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