onandrah1

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Hello sweet comrades… I hope you’re all doing okay out there. On my side… things are completely not okay. It’s been a really heavy week and I don’t even know how to carry all of it by myself anymore.

It has been five days now ever since three of my girls Pretty, Olivia and Charity got arrested …They went out to fetch water after our caretaker disconnected ours. They left without telling me, the same way we used to before the attack. I expected them to return in a few hours… but they didn’t come back at all.

I searched everywhere, three nights with no sleep, walking till my legs hurt, asking anyone who might’ve seen them. Nothing. My whole chest was tight with fear.

When I finally went to the police to report them missing, one officer said he knew where they were. My heart dropped. After he spoke to another officer, they directed me to Gudele Police Station… and that’s where I found my girls. They were arrested and charged with “idling and disorderly conduct”

Today I went back to speak to the officer in charge. He told me that because South Sudan is considered a war zone, anyone who isn’t a citizen must carry documents at all times. I even ran home to get our papers but he still said it was too late since they’re already in jail.

Right now the only way to get them out is to raise 275 USD for each of them. If we can’t, they’ll go to court and then to prison… and that thought is eating me alive. I’ve been visiting them and they keep asking for food and clean water and I’ve had nothing to give since all the support we got went to clearing the rent. Right now donations have slowed down so much.

If anyone here can help …even just a little or by sharing …it would mean more than I can explain. The support link is in my profile if you’re able to help or pass it on. Every bit genuinely counts right now.

Thank you to everyone who reads this, who cares, who takes a moment to hold us in your thoughts. I’m trying my best to stay strong but I can’t lie… this is one of the hardest moments of my life.

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heyy comrades… an update from Juba

I just wanted to come back here again and share everything from the heart.

Two weeks ago, when I started posting updates from us here in Juba, I honestly didn’t think anyone would stop to read. I felt like I was just throwing my worries into the wind, hoping maybe one kind soul would notice. I didn’t know if anyone would care, share or even believe what we were going through. I was scared and desperate with nowhere else to turn

But so many of you actually showed up. Some of you read silently. Some shared our posts. Some donated quietly without even saying a word. Every single one of you held us up when we had nowhere to run. I don’t have perfect words for my gratitude but thank you to everyone who bumped, shared, read and donated. It all mattered. It helped more than you know

Our caretaker had been gone for months after a car accident and we had no idea who to pay rent to while he was in the hospital. When he finally came back and he immediately asked for all 3 months at once. I genuinely thought we were going to be thrown out. I felt helpless, confused and terrified.

Then you all showed up for us again.

Because of your support, we raised the whole amount. I kept giving him the money little by little as donations came in and today… we finally finished paying everything. The extra money I had, I used to buy gas . The weight that’s been sitting on my chest for months is finally gone. I can breathe again.

Since we cleared the rent, our water is back. No more running outside to fetch it. No more panicking every time someone knocks. For the first time in a long while, I feel safe in our home.

And there’s something else I’ve been carrying… Some of you might remember when I posted about my girls going missing. They weren’t running away or doing anything wrong…they just stepped outside to fetch water because ours had been cut. On their way back, the police arrested them. No explanation. No warning. Just violence for existing.

They’re still in jail.

I haven’t been able to visit them for two days now because I had nothing to bring them to eat. The last time I went, they cried so much and it broke me in a way I can’t even describe. Standing there with empty hands, watching them hungry and scared… it felt like I failed them. I’ve been trying to stay strong but it’s been tearing me apart.

Thank you. Truly From the deepest part of my heart. You didn’t just help us pay rent or get through hunger. You gave us stability, dignity and hope during times when everything felt impossible.

I love you all so much for standing with us even from far away. ❤️🖤❤️

Support link in my profile/bio if you can help or share. Every little thing matters

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Comrades… I don’t even know how to start this but I need to share something painful and urgent.

These past few days in Juba have been so heavy. We’ve been struggling to pay the remaining 200 usd of our 900 usd rent so the caretaker can reconnect our water. Thanks to the incredible support from kind comrades, we managed to pay 700 usd and he turned our WiFi and electricity back on. That helped a little but without water even the smallest things…cooking, washing, bathing…feel impossible. We’re doing our best to survive.

Then something I never imagined happened.

Three of my girls pretty, olivia and charity left the house to fetch water like we used to do before the attack. I expected them to be back in a few hours… but they never returned.

I spent three sleepless nights searching, asking around and walking everywhere my fear could imagine. Nothing. I was shaking, praying someone had at least seen them.

Today, I went to the nearest police post to report them missing. One officer told me he knew where they were. My whole body went cold. I begged him to take me to them. After he spoke with another officer, they directed me to where my girls were being held. Right now, I’m at the police station, waiting. I haven’t been allowed to see or speak to them yet. I don’t know their condition or what they’ve been through. I’m just praying they’re safe.

Please keep us in your thoughts. I’ll update you as soon as I can.

Every kind heart reading this…please also consider checking my profile and our fundraiser. Your support keeps us alive and safe especially in moments like this.

Support link is in my profile

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Hey comrades :) <3!!!, It’s me again. I wasn’t even sure how to start this but I just wanted to give a small update from us here in Juba. The caretaker still hasn’t come back but he left us with a heavy burden…we have to clear the remaining 244 usd before he reconnects our water.

Right now, we still can’t access the toilet, bathroom or water for cooking and washing. Every time we run out, we have to walk a long way to fetch it in small jerrycans and that’s where we were attacked last time. I’m honestly scared to go back there. We survived with my girls but the fear still sits in our chest. Pretty’s still in pain from that day and sometimes it’s hard to believe this is real life.

For anyone reading this for the first time … my sisters and I are trans refugees from Uganda. We fled after violence and persecution made it impossible to live safely and ended up here in Juba, South Sudan. Life hasn’t been easy…our shelter was attacked and burned and we’ve had to rebuild from nothing more than once. Through it all, the kindness and solidarity of comrades here has kept us alive.

I hate asking for help again but I don’t know where else to turn. Life was already hard before I found this community and I can’t go back… especially in a place where being trans is dangerous. You’ve been the only light that’s made this bearable.

We have WiFi and electricity again and that helps us stay connected but without water, even small things feel impossible. I wish I could say things are better but they’re not yet. Still, I’m grateful for how far we’ve come because of all of you. Your kindness helped us eat , kept our lights on and gave us reasons to keep fighting.

If we can clear the balance, the caretaker promised to reconnect the water. That would mean safety again and a little peace. Any extra support will also help us with food since what we have left won’t last long.

Thank you to everyone who’s been bumping my posts, donating or just checking in. You’ve carried us more than you know.

Support link in my profile. With love and hope always ❤️❤️❤️

My sisters and I are trans refugees from Uganda. We fled persecution and ended up in Gorom Settlement, South Sudan. Recently, our shelter was burned, and we spent weeks in the hospital. Right now, we’re sleeping on the cold floor, with no mattresses, mosquito nets, or reliable food. We barely have a stove or WiFi.

Thank you so much to everyone who already helped …we got $313 yesterday, and it truly made a difference. Charity and my sisters were so happy; even small things like some food and juice brought them hope.

We’re still in a tough spot. We’re sleeping on the floor with no mattresses or mosquito nets. We’re hoping to raise the remaining $136 to cover these basics tonight and have a safer, warmer night.

I’m sharing this with honesty and hope, praying it reaches a kind heart who can help or even just share our story with others who might be able to. Every tiny donation, even $5 or $10, helps, and sharing this post also means the world ❤️❤️❤️

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for taking a moment to read our story and for standing with us

Support link in profile/bio