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The Allmighty Chameleon Lord K'uhul Ajaw
Ajaw modern hc! In which:
I introduce to you my speculations for what it would be like if Ajaw was in a modern world without vision, dragons and gods, so just our worlds basically. Heads up, he's not human.
- is a chameleon
- Kinich found him on the streets in a dumpster and took him home out of pity. He planned on giving him away but since all animal shelters rejected him and he couldn't exactly just throw him on the street again, the boy just kinda kept him
- way smarter than the normal chameleon due to being experimented on in a lab with poor living conditions
- he can understand human language and even write short words, but for some reason the only words he knows the spelling of are insults. The longest word he can write is "motherfucker"
- he loves fruit juice, especially from cactus fruits
- will steal any food that he gets his hand on and shove down everything that isn't too heavy for him from the table. He enjoys seeing Kinich annoyed, it's basically the only interesting thing in his life
- has learnt to fake separation anxiety, enough to fool the vet, and Kinich for a while, so that the human can bring him outside to see the world
- sits on Kinich's shoulder when they're out of the house and never leaves that position unless Kinich puts him down first or unless he's at a place Kinich passes by often. He knows that if Kinich can't find him easily, he probably won't make too much effort to search for him, no Kinich means no food and comfortable shelter, which is why he always stays close
- changes his color sometimes to express himself, through trial and error Kinich had learnt that yellow means he wants something, to which he will then ask simple yes no questions and Ajaw will answer in either red, which means no, blue, which means yes, or purple, meaning wrong but he's on the right track
- for example: Ajaw turns yellow while Kinich is working night shift.
"Cactus juice again?" Red. "Is it cold? Do you want your blanket?" Purple. "Either cold or blanket... You want to go to sleep?" Blue. "Alright then, go to sleep, but you won't be in your bed until I'm done here." That wasn't the answer Ajaw wanted, so he turned to his normal green and slaps Kinich with his tongue repeatedly. "Ugh- hey! If you don't stop I'll put you in timeout, would you prefer that?" The chameleon turned red again and the tongue assault stops. "That's what I thought, be patient and wait until we're home."
- yeah Kinich always brings a little blanket with him in case he doesn't go home until it's late, which means it would get cold, too cold for the chameleon's comfort
- when Ajaw gets too annoying Kinich puts him in a sack, not unfamiliar to the mora bags we get as quest items, that he always carries in his pocket, the chameleon has learnt to associate the word time out with an undetermined time frame of darkness after a year and roughly knows how far he can go before he's put into the bag
- Kinich had made him a little bed on his night stand because Ajaw caused a ruckus every time he's put into a cage for the night (or just in general because of trauma from the lab) either by making chameleon noises or slamming himself against the cage multiple times
- of all of Kinich's friends (Mualani, Kachina and the traveler twins) he likes Kachina the most, because she always has snacks for him
- when Kachina is present, he'll be sitting on her shoulders more often than not
- Kinich had tried to give Ajaw over to Kachina before but her parents didn't allow her to have him as a pet, since they already have dogs at home (modern tepetlisaurus), which might be dangerous for Ajaw
- of all of Kinich's friends he likes Mualani the least because she keeps catching whatever he throws to the ground and she always finds a way to make Kinich less annoyed. Well, Kachina does the latter too but she gets a pass because she gives him snacks
I may do a modern human au next, hmu if you're interested. Until next time and have a good day
It's Not Your Fault
Kinich x reader! In which:
Your boyfriend comes home from work and the first sentence he told you was "somebody kissed me today."
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It was almost midnight, the time your boyfriend told you he'd come home. Like many other times when he had to work till late, you sat on the couch with a lamp illuminating the book in your hands so that you can tell the letters apart. The plot wasn't particularly interesting, but the characters were relatable and pretty well written.
Just as you were getting to the climax of the story, you heard the sound of the door unlocking. Without hesitation, you put down your book (after placing a bookmark betweent the pages of course) and leaped towards the front entrance to welcome your beloved home. Barely did the door open when you had already thrown yourself at the figure before you.
"Honey! Welcome home," you grinned, nuzzling your cheek into the crook of his neck. Usually he would've greeted you back by now, but all you got was an arm weakly patting against your back. Noticing this, you stepped back to see what was up.
"Kinich? You alright?" you asked worriedly. His face was a few shades paler than you remember, his eyes didn't meet yours and he kept opening and closing his mouth. Something was clearly wrong.
After a while of silence, he seemed to have found his words again. Monotonously, he uttered the following words.
"Somebody kissed me today."
In an instant, it felt as if a cold bucket of water was dumped onto you, rendering you speechless for a moment. However, it wouldn't have mattered if you could speak or not, for he was not done yet.
"I made it clear that I had a lover already, but she didn't listen and while I was occupied with something else she just did it," he explained calmly and shortly. If you had not been with him for so long, you might've misunderstood his calm as apathy, his sparse amount of words as him trying to brush it off as nothing and his unwillingness to look at you as disrespect.
But you had been with him for this long. You knew that rather than being calm, it was him struggling to express his emotions, instead of trying to downplay the situation he was just being extra blunt under stress and it wasn't that he doesn't think you're not important enough to be looked at while talking, he just didn't know how to look at you anymore.
"I- I thought I'd tell you before any misunderstanding happens. I'm pretty sure there were no witnesses but just in case someone tries to tell you anything I wanted to tell you and well I... I..."
The panic he felt was evident to you. It's hard not to see with his eyes frantically darting from furniture to furniture, his hands clenching and unclenching again, his breath going in and out at a faster pace than the one that had the power to lull you to sleep. There came a point where you couldn't bear seeing him like this anymore.
"Kinich," you called out. He stopped every movement, so did his heart for a second. "Kinich, look at me."
Only then did he finally meet your gaze. Vibrant yellows, greens and a bit of orange. How you adored his eyes, even now as his pupils dilated and tears threatening to roll down his pretty face. Slowly, as to not scare him, you opened your arms invitingly.
Immediately he moved into the safety of your embrace, wrapping around you and burying his face into your shoulder. Not long after, you felt his body quiver as soft sniffles sounded next to your ear.
"It's alright. It's not your fault, so don't you worry. It's all gonna be fine," you whispered soothingly, hoping to relieve him of the burden as much as you can, even though you yourself weren't so thrilled to hear about it.
"But I-," he was interrupted by a rather quiet hiccup, a skill he mastered at 5, "I could've stopped it. It would've been so easy."
"Don't put the blame on yourself, you were doing something else, weren't you? She exploited that and did something you have made clear was taboo. You can't be at fault for this."
Although your words made sense to him logically, and he himself already knew this on his way back home, he couldn't convince his feelings that you were speaking the truth. They kept telling him that you were only saying this so that he'd calm down and let his guard down, so that you could leave while he was in a faux sense of safety. The mixture of shame, guilt and fear was crushing him.
He hated everything about the current situation, even the heat radiating off of you. He hated how weak he felt, how his emotions were so overwhelming, how his mind won't just accept the logical truth, how he dared to doubt your words, how he had the audacity to seek comfort in your embrace despite said doubts and what he had done.
Why were you being so lenient, why were you being gentle with him when he had betrayed you? What will be the price for this? Both the betrayal from his side and the leniency you showed meant that he was now indebted to you, by a lot in fact. How will this debt be payed? There was only one possibility in his mind and the thought of it sent whatever was left of his rationale went flying out the window.
The hold he had on you tightened. His fingers dug into the side of your arms, making you wince a bit but you didn't let go of him. Memories flashed before him, terror had his heart in a grip like it's trying to suffocate him and fear flooded his mind, drowning out all thoughts.
"Please, oh please don't..."
He let out a shaky breath.
"Please, don't leave me, I'll do whatever it takes to make up for it but please, I beg of you and I promise I'll be enough, I'll do enough, just please don't go away, I'll be good, really..."
The boy's rambling continued, repeating words like a prayer, but it was so quiet you barely heard him, despite your ear being right beside him. The speed at which the words spilled out of his mouth made the words even more intelligible, but you realized where his mind was at as soon as you understood "leave."
"Hey, hey, no. I'm not gonna leave you, you don't have to pay me anything. One only has to pay when they gain something in return, but you didn't gain anything from that kiss, right?"
Your voice cracked a bit at the end, the thought of Kinich liking the kiss of someone else stinged like a needle. To your slight reassurance, he nodded into your shoulder.
"Then you don't have to pay for anything. See? I'll stay, there's nowhere else I'd want to be more than with you, I'm not going anywhere."
"But I broke our promise and hurt your trust, I should compensate for it, I have to," he continued to argue, as if trying hard to not let you convince him.
"Nonsense, you didn't do anything to me, it was that... person, who did you wrong." As an attempt to ground him back into reality, you tangled your fingers into his hair and rubbed his scalp softly. That always calmed him down, and though this time was no exception, the effect was less than usual.
"The fact that I told you already counts as hurting you. I know you're hurt by this," he retorted, now less hysteric, and you knew that he wasn't all that wrong. But still, you continued talking him out of his worries.
"A misunderstanding would've done more damage to me, telling me right away was the safest option and the one with the least damage potential. You made the choice that has the least cons for me."
Finally, he had nothing to argue with and the room fell still. Talking about pros and cons of choices may seem odd, and you would've found it very odd, had you heard this conversation a few years ago, but throughout your time together you had learnt that this was just the way Kinich was able to receive comfort. He couldn't accept simple, genuine things in relationships without paying something back, that was just what he had learnt from his childhood. Nothing comes without a price, so when someone claims something to be free, he can only face it with suspicion and disbelief.
"I won't leave you, ever. You're the only I love, the only one I trust so much and I know you only have my best interests in mind. Just your existence is enough and what you do for me, well it's more than I could ever hope to receive from a person," you spoke with a hushed tone and stepped away from the hug. The corners of his eyes were reddened and a bit of snot ran down his nose, but he looked as beautiful as ever. Delicately, you took both his hands and entertwined his slender digits in your own.
"There are more reasons to stay with you than I can count on both our fingers, you know? In contrast, I see none why I should leave. Well, aside from Ajaw, he's the only thing tainting my time with you. On the other hand though, I must say, seeing you bicker is quite entertaining," you laughed light-heartedly. To that, he smiled a little.
"Thank you," he murmured and leaned in for a kiss, one you gently returned. It didn't last very long, nor was it particularly passionate, but it expressed everything he wanted to tell you and you understood everything that he said.
"Should we go to sleep now? I'm sure you're tired from all the work. Come on, go get yourself ready for bed, I'll be waiting," you urged him, getting a hum of agreement in return. Content with that, you went to fetch your book, that was still on the couch, and stepped towards your shared bedroom.
Not long after, Kinich entered the room as well, still rubbing his hair with a towel. You were already under the blanket, watching him change into his pajamas and eventually lay down beside you. Wordlessly, he slid his limbs around your midrift and you cradled his head, which was pressed up against your chest. Your legs tangled together until neither of you knew where he started and where you ended. At last you peacefully drifted to sleep, aware that the other is always beside you.
Legit woke up in the middle of the night to write this, knowing full well I had school the next day, all because the idea came to me. Well anyways hope you enjoyed and have a pleasant day or night.
V
"i don't remember that happening"
i know you don't, parental figure, but it was in fact a formative experience in my life
Our homes were destroyed and we are now living in tents, dying from the sun, destruction and life surrounding us. My child has cancer and cannot live in this environment that lacks any means of living. There is no provision for cleaning and sterilization materials, and there is no treatment for him. Please help me.
Donate here please 🥺🙏🏼
Hello, i,m hosam from gaza please help my brother Ibrahim who suffers from Down syndrome and his family by donating or sharing the support link in your story ، we are so close to the goal 🙏🥺
🛑⚠️Please donate me and my family any small dollar will make different for my family ❤️🩹❤️🩹🛑📍🇵🇸📢
⛔352 consecutive days of genocide⛔
My dear, I need your donation urgently 😭, donate, share, log back in 🙏🙏 I believe in you, you can help me with everything you can. Before the war we had a big house, but because of this war 💔, our house was destroyed 💔 and we were displaced to the south of Gaza 😭😭, Now we live in a tent 💔🥺, and the tent does not protect us from the rain or the wind 💨 💦 Please every dollar can help me 🙏 🙏
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My friends, please help my family 🙏🏻💔🥺
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I never imagined I would find myself in this position,
reaching out for help in such a desperate time. My name is Doaa, and I'm a mother who has recently been faced with the unimaginable challenge of rebuilding my family's life from the ground up.
One fateful evening, our beloved home was damaged by a devastating war , leaving it damaged beyond recognition.
the weight of uncertainty descended upon our shoulders as we grappled with the reality of losing everything we held dear. As I looked into the innocent eyes of my children, especially little Dana, who questioned about her home, her bed, and her cherished toys, my heart shattered into a million pieces.
With each passing day, the enormity of the task ahead becomes clearer. Rebuilding our lives from scratch feels like an insurmountable mountain to climb. The financial burden is staggering, and I find myself counting the zeros in our lives, overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of the challenge.
Our family is scattered, My mother accompanies her injured nephew, offering solace and support in his time of need. Meanwhile, my brother undergoes treatment for his war injury, grappling with the physical and emotional toll of battle. In the cruelest twist of fate, he has lost his precious daughter
That's why I'm reaching out to you today, humbly asking for your support. We have launched this GoFundMe campaign with the hope that, together, we can rebuild not just a house, but a home filled with love, laughter, and cherished memories. Your donation, no matter how small, will make a world of difference to us. It will help us secure a roof over our heads, provide essentials like clothing and food, and perhaps most importantly, restore a sense of stability and security for my children.
Please help us evacuate from Gaza so we can rebuild our lives, our home, and provide a safe future for our children away from the horrors of war.
‼️Please don’t skip taking a look 🍉🇵🇸
How long will we stay in this war? How long will we continue to endure death, destruction, fear, torture, and heartbreak?💔
What is my daughters fault in all this? They are innocent children
Please donate and share the campaign until it reaches everyone
Please help us get out of this war.🥹🙏😭🍉🫒🇵🇸
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@danashehab has been fundraising since may and is just over €15,000 away from their goal l. as stated in the screenshot people are starting to believe the rafah crossing will open so it’s important to make sure everyone has the funds in case they are allowed to evacuate.
thee shehab family consists of dana (13), sahar (14), mona (9), malak (5), yehya (1.5), fahed, (38), reem (32), and grandmother mona (60). they have been shadowbanned and deleted a few times. you can also find this family at @monashehab
[vetted]
The last donation to Roba's campaign was 6 days ago.
I'd like someone to adopt this vetted campaign (I don't have the means to do so right now). Help promote it, keep it updated, work with the family, and make sure that it doesn't get forgotten. You can make a difference. Please lmk if you decide to adopt and (optional but recommended) reach out to Roba.
"Your donation is not just a lifeline for us; it's our only chance at survival. " - Roba
My other promotion lists
Updated: Sep 6 (I will not be updating this frequently)
Member(s): Roba (@acallforhope)
Verification: link
Payment methods: Paypal, credit/debit
Summary: This campaign has raised a paltry sum when the family desperately needs funding to afford their basic human needs.
Current progress:
€ 410 / 60,000
Campaign/family details:
Fund allocation:
USD $40k total, 7-8k per person
All remaining funds go toward: Basic living necessities, diabetes and arthritis medication for Roba's father, and a decent house after evacuation
5 members (Roba, Sahar, Ibrahim, Ahmad and Mahmoud)
Roba's family endured difficult conditions and great suffering after they were displaced to Rafah and further south.
They struggle with basic necessities for survival, such as food, water, and shelter. These unhealthy conditions make them very vulnerable to disease, and the family is dying a slow death.
They currently live in a tent where they're plagued by extremely high temperatures and disease spread from insects.
Tents are subject to extreme temperatures, and this will get worse as winter approaches.
The family must walk long distances just to access impure seawater and prolonged usage can cause health issues.
Egyptian coordinators refuse to add names to the evacuation list until families can prove they have the funds ready.
Tagging random ppl. I'd really appreciate a share and donate if possible. Want off my 'mailing list'? Please message me!
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Help us save our lives from the scourge of war in Gaza 🍉
From October 2023
The cost of living has risen dramatically and means of subsistence have become scarce. We can't even get drinking water or food.
We collect these donations to provide the minimum basic needs of life and help create safety and peace for me and my family who do not deserve to live in such horrific situations.
Please donate if you can! Support, participate strongly
Current progress: €3,180/€40,000
The campaign was documented by @90-ghost.
Will I be just a number, will my soul not matter, will I die young at 20 and my dreams go with me?!!!!
Can you donate the cost of a morning cup of coffee?
I have posted my campaign a lot (knowing that the internet is very slow, hard to get and not free) but what is the result? Only a few people have cared about me, I don't know what to do, I will post another and if nothing changes this will be my last post and thank you all
I am a university student and I always imagined my dreams and my future. I dreamed of becoming a doctor, but unfortunately the war came and my university was destroyed. I want to travel abroad and I want to complete my studies and dreams. I want a life free of bombing. I want a life that has the basics of life. I do not want a life of luxury. I just want the basics!!! (Water, food, electricity, safety, education, medicine, net)
I want to put pictures of me before the war and pictures after the war, so that you know how much the war affected us and how difficult and destructive it was and how much we suffered
BEFORE
AFTER
I think everything is clear from the pictures, it is clear how the war affected us
This is a previous post of mine that you can view.
My campaign has been verified 3 times.
1- @90-ghost LINKS VITTED
2- @gaza-evacuation-funds LINE315
3- @heba-20 LINK VITTED
You can donate from
1- GFM
2- PAYPAL
3 - GOGETFUNDING
(My old campaign but it still works normally but people know GFM site more)
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Peace be upon you, my dears. I hope you will consider me. My Tumblr page was blocked a day ago and I don't know why. Now I have opened a new page because I need help for my family in Gaza and my sister wafaa who has a head 😢💔injury and needs to leave the Gaza Strip and receive treatment.
There is a video of Al Jazeera meeting with my sister Wafaa. Here it is when the bakery was bombed and she was buying bread for her children...😪🍉💔
Also this is our house it was completely destroyed...😢💔 located in the Amoudi area but we wish safety for my family who are now in Deir al-Balah after being displaced 8 times in one of the streets in a tent they need the basic daily necessities such as food and clean water I hope you stand by and donate even a little to save my family and the children and thank you my dear friends thank you for your generosity and support and your prayers for us....🥰
These are my brother's children before the war who are now homeless and need someone to help them survive. Gaza is a dangerous place in terms of living standards. They need the simplest things now, such as milk, diapers, food and medicine. I hope you can help me, even a little. Thank you for your support and generosity towards us....😍🇵🇸🍉
Save the children of Gaza 🇵🇸🍉
Emergency: Help Evacuate My Family From GAZA WAR
Dear Humanity,
I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my parents, two sons, and four daughters (two of them suffer from allergies).
I've witnessed the evidence of the tragedy that has struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I have survived amidst numerous previous wars. But today, we face the most dangerous and fierce battle in the current war. The urgent need intensifies for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water, and safe shelter.
Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, my family and I evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but it wasn't meant to be. Our home was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed, Our home, once a fortress of hope, now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.
The night before we left from the north to the south was terrifying. Shelling sounds were everywhere, making a loud noise that felt like it went through our souls. Every explosions shook the ground like earthquakes, sending shockwaves of fear through our trembling bodies. filling us with fear. The air smelled of destruction and blood, making it hard to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation around us, realizing our home was now a symbol of loss and despair.
We ran into the streets and with each step we took into the unknown streets, we felt as if we were plunging deeper into the abyss of our shattered existence, leaving behind everything we own in our home: Clothes, important official documents, the car, and literally it's almost everything - the enormity of our loss weighed heavily upon us.
Our home it was where we found hope, safety, and made precious memories. Losing it felt like losing years of our lives, leaving us adrift amidst the wreckage of our shattered existence.
A brief video depicting the devastation that struck our home and our entire neighborhood in Gaza.
Desperate Plea: Escaping Gaza's Allergy Nightmare
I, Haya, suffer from severe allergy to penicillin-derived medications, and my sister, Amal, also suffers from severe allergies to medications from my family such as Paracetamol and Ibuprofen.
These allergies create a deep sense of fear and anxiety for us, as we live in a constant state of tension and fear of anything that may require a visit to the hospital. We fear being given inappropriate medications due to the unavailability of suitable treatments in Gaza because of war or lack of awareness and not informing the doctor of our allergies, which could lead to serious consequences threatening our lives.
MY Father Income
Our dreams are heading towards oblivion in the labyrinth of an uncertain future
My story, along with my siblings, represents a united team of four individuals, three of whom are skilled programmers and one graphic designer. We work as freelancers in the world of freelancing.
As for my younger sister, she is a student studying at the College of Architecture. She has always carried a big dream in her heart, a dream of being part of changing Gaza, of making it more beautiful and better. She looked forward to the day when she would receive her degree and start building this dream. But the beginning of the war changed everything. The destruction of infrastructure and universities cast shadows of despair over her dreams.
When I think of my brother in Belgium, I can't help but feel deep sadness. He has been suffering from unbearable anxiety and insomnia since the outbreak of the war. Sleep eludes him at night, and his physical and mental health collapses under the weight of these heavy burdens, negatively affecting his performance at work. Problems and challenges pile up in front of him without the slightest opportunity for rest.
We all feel psychological pressure and extreme anxiety. The war hasn't been limited to external attacks but has deeply infiltrated our daily lives. We search among the rubble for a little safety and the basic resources for survival. Every day comes with a new challenge that we must overcome.
As we sway amidst the rubble of shattered dreams, our souls wrestle and our hearts beat strongly challenging the ravages of war.
Our parents earnestly seek a way to rescue us from this hell, feeling the heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build for us a better future, filled with security and hope, for we deserve life in all its meanings of comfort and peace.
Perhaps this fundraising campaign represents a light in the midst of darkness, it is indeed the only hope we cling to firmly.
I appeal to the world as a whole to hear my cry and the mournful cry of my family in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety.
Your donation is not just a donation; it's an opportunity to rebuild life and brighten a better tomorrow. Be part of our hopeful story, for we need your hand to start anew.
The purpose of the fundraising campaign
The goal of this fundraising campaign is to rescue my family - my parents, my siblings, and me - through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt, which currently requires $5000 per person. This campaign is our only chance to stay alive, and I humbly request your assistance at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committing to transparency and clarity.
All of our important links are here https://linktr.ee/hayanahed
Verified by :
⭐️ operation olive branch, number 26 on their spreadsheet. (On Master list)
⭐️ Project watermelon,line 249 on their spreadsheet. Or you could see it as number 212 here is the photo for more clear proof
Thank you for your kindness and support.
.جزاكم الله خيراً
yours sincerely;
Haya Alshawish.
Help us, my family is suffering more than others, and you know what free people are. It is in your hand to change our solution at the present time and😭🇵🇸 restore our life. You who have hearts that feel for others. I will show you what my family was like, and today🇵🇸 what my family is like in hell, in the corridors of death, in terms of hunger, thirst and extermination. We are for the first time. We ask you to, and we have hope for you, and we thank all the supporters who kept us alive and looked at us with mercy 😭🇵🇸
https://gofund.me/36240bc1
Help us, please, do not forget us, even just a little, and thank you very much
Ali Hillis, Gaza. My family is displaced in Deir al-Balah in tents. Help us
As you can see, there is a difference between the life we used to live and the life we live now in the war. Help us 😭🇵🇸
https://gofund.me/36240bc1
Help Ameer and his family 🍉🙏
My name is Ameer and I am 3 years old. My father’s name is Mohammad, my mother’s name is Rana, and my little brother’s name is Taim, who is two years old.
Six months ago, I used to go to the kindergarten and play and have a lot of fun.. and learn letters and numbers.. and play the kindergarten games. My life was very sweet.. and I had a very nice room in our house with my bed and toys.
On 12/1/2023, they bombed our house and we came out injured. My father broke his leg and my mother also broke her leg. I was shot in the back. My brother Taim was shot in the face and hands. We emerged from under the rubble, thank God.
But our house was destroyed and our whole life was destroyed. My toys were broken, my room and my bed were destroyed. And the kindergarten that I used to go to was destroyed and turned into ashes.
We left our house and went to live in the tent that my father had brought us. The tent was very disgusting. It had ants, cockroaches, and insects. We started getting sick and coughing every day. The sound of the missiles from above the tent was very terrifying and scared me and my brother Taim a lot.
My mother cries every day because she does not know how to make us food, because there is no food at all, and because there are no sanitary supplies for my brother Taim when he defecates.. and she is very afraid of the sound of the Jewish missiles and says that we will all die in the tent.
I want to ask you.. I want you to help me, my father, my mother, and my brother Taim.. We want to leave the Gaza Strip so that we can continue our lives.. so that I can return to the kindergarten that I left.. and so that my future and the future of my brother Taim are not lost. Our entry into Egypt cost us 20,000 US dollars.
Please help us and donate on this page, and I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life, which I have not yet begun.. Never forget me.
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