Artist-eslam

Do you remember Eslam?
I’m still here…
My situation has become very difficult, especially for my family. Things in Gaza are extremely hard right now, and daily life has turned into a struggle just to get through basic needs and survive the day.
If you remember me… and if you’re able to help in any way, even a small contribution would truly make a real difference for my family right now. It would go directly toward helping them survive these very hard conditions.

Winter has hit Gaza hard. Tents are flooding, the cold is brutal, and my family is fighting to survive with almost nothing. I’m trying to help them rent even a small apartment so they can stay warm and safe, but for the last 7 days… not a single donation. Not one person remembered us.
I’m still holding on, still trying, still hoping.
If you’re reading this, please—be the person who chooses to care. Your help could change everything for my family.

Winter is brutally cold, and my younger sisters are shivering under thin blankets. Our family struggles every day just to stay warm and safe. Tents are soaked, food is scarce, and every day feels heavier than the last. I am doing my best to protect them, but I cannot do it alone. Today, I challenge myself — and ask for your help — to raise just $50 to bring warmth and hope to my family. Every dollar counts.

This is a real moment — don’t scroll 🚨

I’m not going to write a long story today.

My family is still in Gaza. Still in a weak tent. Still cold.

So let’s make this simple:

**I need 25 people. Just 25.**
If each person gives **$5**, we can make a real change *today*.

No waiting. No “later”.
*Right now.*

👉 If you’re reading this, you can be one of the 25.

Don’t underestimate what $5 can do when we stand together.

*Be one of them. 🤍*

Today is my birthday,and it’s a quiet,heavy one.I’m not celebrating—I’m just trying to get through the day while carrying worry for my sister,her children,and my family.Still,birthdays make you pause and hope someone remembers you exist.If you’re able,a small donation would be the greatest gift I could receive today—not as charity,but as a sign that I’m not alone.And if you can’t donate,even a simple birthday message or kind words would truly mean more to me than you know

Moments ago,artillery hit displaced persons’camps Gaza,killing *at least 6 *and injuring several:
*3victims*:two young men and a child in Al-Tuffah neighborhood.
* A 4-month-old baby girl* in southeast Gaza City.
*2 more casualties* in south of Khan Younis.
>I'm terrified for my family.Every minute they stay in Gaza is a real risk to their lives.I can’t bear the thought of losing them.This isn’t just a news story—it’s about my loved ones,my life.I need to get them out before it’s too late.

I’m tired.I’m doing everything I can,but nothing seems enough anymore.I don’t have any options left—only this space,and you.
Today,I need to raise $80 just to get through. Maybe four people can split it.Please… if you can,don’t look away.
Even hope feels expensive these days.
I never wanted to rely on asking for help. I’ve always tried to be strong,to carry the weight quietly. But the truth is,even hope feels expensive these days—and I’m holding on to the last bit I have.

Winter is brutally cold, and my younger sisters are shivering under thin blankets. Our family struggles every day just to stay warm and safe. Tents are soaked, food is scarce, and every day feels heavier than the last. I am doing my best to protect them, but I cannot do it alone. Today, I challenge myself — and ask for your help — to raise just $50 to bring warmth and hope to my family. Every dollar counts.