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👧🏻 “Where is my mother? Where have all my siblings gone?”Her voice was barely louder than a whisper. Her dress was torn....
07/28/2025

👧🏻 “Where is my mother? Where have all my siblings gone?”
Her voice was barely louder than a whisper. Her dress was torn. Dust clung to her cheeks, streaked by silent tears.

She stood alone at the edge of Trapeang Bat Thkav camp, surrounded by strangers, yet utterly alone.

She didn’t know why the sky had exploded.
She didn’t know what a cluster bomb was.
All she knew was the sound — a terrible sound — and the screams that followed.
Then the running. The fire. The silence.

Tens of thousands fled their homes in terror after Thai forces dropped weapons meant for war zones — not villages.
Fathers carried children with burnt feet.
Mothers searched for babies ripped from their arms in the chaos.
And children, like her, wandered the dirt paths asking questions no child should ever have to ask.

Not again.
Not here.
Not to us.

Cambodians have tasted this kind of horror before. We grew up with stories of it, promised our children they never would.
But now? History is knocking on our door once more.

And one little girl is still waiting…
For her mother.
For her siblings.
For someone to tell her that she’s safe now.

🙏 Stand with Cambodia. Stand with the truth.
Because no child should ever have to ask that question again.

🚨 THE TRUTH MUST BE HEARD 🚨Thailand opened fire on Cambodia — and the world needs to know. 💥🇰🇭We are a people who have a...
07/28/2025

🚨 THE TRUTH MUST BE HEARD 🚨
Thailand opened fire on Cambodia — and the world needs to know. 💥🇰🇭

We are a people who have already endured too much — genocide, war, loss.
We’ve rebuilt our nation with peace in our hearts, not hatred.
Why would we ever start a war we never wanted?

But now, our borders are under fire.
And instead of admitting the truth, they twist the story — blame the victim — and try to paint us as the aggressor.

📢 We say: NO MORE LIES. NO MORE VIOLENCE.
Cambodia stands for peace. But peace must not be mistaken for weakness.

🙏 Stand with Cambodia.
🕊️ Stand for truth.
🚫 Stop the aggression.

07/28/2025

🚨 BREAKING: Did Thailand Fake a Border Attack? 😱

A 7-Eleven store in Thailand—just 120km from Cambodia—was blown to pieces. 🇹🇭💥
Thai authorities instantly blamed Cambodia.
But here’s the twist:
🛰️ GPS data proves Cambodia’s BM-21 rockets can’t even reach that far.
📹 Security footage backs it up.

So what’s really going on?

🇰🇭 Cambodians are demanding answers:
Did Thailand bomb its own territory to stir fake outrage and manipulate world sympathy?

Cambodia says:
Stop the lies. Stop the propaganda.
Don’t turn innocent lives into political pawns. 🙅‍♂️

👉 The truth matters. Share if you stand for peace.

07/28/2025

𝗔𝘁 𝗠𝘆 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿’𝘀 𝗙𝘂𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹, 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗗𝗼𝗴 𝗪𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗕𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴...
I always believed funerals were for the living, not the dead. That the pain, the ceremony, the tears—those were for us, not them. But what happened at my granddaughter's funeral made me question everything I thought I knew.
Her name was Lily. She was only twenty-one. Taken too soon in what the police called an “unfortunate accident.” The kind of phrase that’s supposed to give you closure but only leaves you asking more questions.
I was never the type to cry in public. I’d fought in wars, buried friends, and lived through grief I never thought I’d survive. But when they lowered that mahogany casket into the church for viewing, something in me cracked.
And then came Max.
Lily’s golden retriever. Her shadow. That dog had slept on her bed since she was twelve. The kind of bond that only happens once in a lifetime. We tried to keep him at home that day—thought it would be too much. But Max had other plans. Somehow, he escaped through the backyard gate and ran three miles to the church. No one knew how he found us.
What happened next… well, that’s the part no one has ever forgotten.
The church was silent. The choir had just finished singing "Amazing Grace." The priest had begun his final prayer. And that’s when we heard the barking.
At first, it was faint. Distant. Then louder. Urgent.
Max burst through the open back doors of the church like a streak of fur and fury. He didn’t hesitate, didn’t look left or right. He ran straight to Lily’s coffin and began barking so violently that everyone stood in stunned silence.
One of the ushers tried to pull him away, but Max snarled. Not like himself at all. He wasn’t being aggressive to people—only to the coffin. He circled it, growling now, ears flat, tail stiff. He scratched at the wood, whining and howling in a way that sent a chill down my spine.
Something was wrong.
I stood up from the front pew. My knees don’t work like they used to, but I found the

07/28/2025

A service dog at the airport noticed this suitcase and began whining to get the officer's attention: when they opened the suitcase, they were shocked by what they saw 😱😱
The service dog, named Ralph, was calmly walking through the airport building, accompanied by his handler — a sergeant. People respectfully stepped aside, understanding that this was not just a four-legged friend, but a professional capable of detecting danger in seconds.
Suddenly, as they passed the cargo terminal, Ralph stopped abruptly. His behavior changed: he froze, then began whining and staring at the sergeant. The dog pressed his nose against a large black suitcase. The package was in temporary storage, awaiting further transport.
The sergeant frowned. Ralph had never been wrong. The dog slowly circled the case and suddenly jumped on top of it, staring at one spot and whining again.
— What did you sniff out, buddy? — the sergeant murmured.
At first glance, the case looked like any other. But upon closer inspection, the officer noticed tiny holes along its edge.
By this time, airport staff had begun to gather. Someone called the higher-ups. The suitcase was carefully taken off the cart and prepared to be opened.
The sergeant gave the signal, and the security team cautiously opened the lid...
When it opened, everyone froze in shock 😱😱 Inside was...
Continuation in the first comment 👇👇

07/28/2025

A hungry dog, lost in the rain, discovers a box… What he finds inside will send chills down your spine😱
In the middle of the night, under a pouring storm, a wandering German shepherd moves forward slowly.
Hungry, homeless, with fur soaked to the skin, he sniffs every corner, every scrap, searching for anything edible.
Then, suddenly, he stops.
In front of him, an old cardboard box, soaked by the rain.
He approaches cautiously. What he discovers inside goes beyond imagination.
And what he does next… no one would have believed it if it weren’t for the witnesses.
When the rescuers arrived, the scene they found literally chilled their blood.
And since that night, something has changed in the silence of that isolated road.
👉 The rest in the first comment… 👇👇👇

Maly Socheata, spokesperson for the Ministry of National Defense, said that the Thai forces continued their attacks on C...
07/27/2025

Maly Socheata, spokesperson for the Ministry of National Defense, said that the Thai forces continued their attacks on Cambodia on July 27, firing shells into the country from 2 a.m. to 6 a.m. This took place a few hours after U.S. President Donald Trump calling to appeal for a ceasefire and Thailand agreeing in “principle” to a truce.
Read more: https://tailbuzz.com/thailand-continues-armed-assaults-despite-trumps-call-for-ceasefire/

07/27/2025

Thailand agreed to ceasefire with Mr Donald Trump— but still opened fire onto Cambodia See less
Thailand agreed to ceasefire with Mr Donald Trump— but still opened fire onto Cambodia

07/27/2025

A young man saved a child locked inside a car by breaking the window — but instead of gratitude, the child’s mother called the police: And here’s what happened next 😱😱
Oliver was heading home after a tough shift. The street was melting under the sun: the heat was unbearable, at least thirty degrees Celsius. People seemed to have disappeared — hiding in their homes, the subway, or under the few trees. The air shimmered, the asphalt radiated heat into his feet.
He turned onto the usual path past the old supermarket when he suddenly stopped. Not because he was tired or saw someone. No. It was like something grabbed him from inside. Crying. A child’s cry.
He froze. His heart pounded. He looked back — a parking lot. Almost empty. And there, in the shade under a dried-up tree — a car. An expensive foreign make. Dark tinted windows. The sound came from there.
He slowly approached. His steps felt heavy in his chest. Fogged windows. And inside… yes, there was a child. A boy. About a year old, no more. His cheeks were flushed, eyes half-closed, lips cracked from thirst.
Oliver yanked at the door. Locked. He went around — still locked.
“Someone! HELP!” he shouted. No one came.
Then he saw a stone by the curb. A voice in his head said: “You can’t. It’s a crime.” But his gaze fell again on the child.
Oliver grabbed the stone and smashed the glass.
A wave of scorching heat burst out. He threw the door open, pulled off the seatbelt. Scooped the boy into his arms — he was barely breathing. And ran. The clinic was two blocks away. He didn’t feel his legs, he just ran. The doors hissed open.
“HELP!” he shouted.
A nurse ran over.
“The child… in the car… heat… he…” he barely managed to say.
They took the child away. They told him: he arrived just in time.
Fifteen minutes later, a woman came into the clinic. She ran up, saw Oliver — and instead of thanking him, exploded:
“You BROKE my car?! Are you crazy?! I WROTE my number on the windshield! I was only in the supermarket for a minute!”
Oliver said nothing. He just

Despite Thailand’s Deputy Prime Minister, through mediation by POTUS Donald J. Trump, agreeing verbally to a ceasefire l...
07/27/2025

Despite Thailand’s Deputy Prime Minister, through mediation by POTUS Donald J. Trump, agreeing verbally to a ceasefire last night, the Thai military is still launching rockets and conducting shelling into Cambodian territory.
Let’s give them a slight benefit of the doubt that they agreed to a ceasefire with certain conditions in mind. In this case, it’s highly probable that the condition is when they think they are holding an advantage on the battleground. Through this logic, we can safely conclude that the Thai military is failing in their objective and running out of time, mainly due to their inexperienced and arrogant leadership’s inability. Their invasion could never inspire their soldiers, despite their efforts to sell the false narrative about Cambodia being the villain in their story. The courage of the invader simply could never match the courage of the invaded. We have proven that, despite all their big talk about their expensive fighter jets and advanced weapons, they are failing in every battle, and soon the world will know about their deceitful lies.
Trust is a very fundamental element for any peace talk to sustain. Now, not only has Thailand not signaled any intention to achieve a ceasefire and de-escalation at the moment, they are jeopardizing the already tiny trust that Cambodia has with them. Thailand has lost a good, friendly, peaceful neighbor and a big customer for their products.

Despite repeated commitments to ceasefire, Thailand continues to violate its own promises. After initially agreeing to h...
07/27/2025

Despite repeated commitments to ceasefire, Thailand continues to violate its own promises. After initially agreeing to halt attacks following discussions with the Malaysian Prime Minister on 24th July 2025, Thailand resumed firing. Last night, 26th July, even after reaching another ceasefire agreement with U.S. President Donald Trump, the Thai military launched heavy weapon attacks on Cambodian territory. Moreover, Thailand is breaching its agreement with the United States, the very supplier of its weapons, by using these arms under false pretenses and in inappropriate conditions.
There are two possible explanations for this ongoing breach. First, Thailand’s domestic politics may be in chaos, with the government and military operating on conflicting agendas. The military could be acting independently, attempting to boost its image by disregarding the government’s orders. Second, this may be a calculated tactic designed to shield Thailand from international condemnation. By shifting blame onto its military, the government maintains plausible deniability while still pursuing its territorial ambitions.
As Cambodia’s Prime Minister Samdech Hun Manet has repeatedly stressed, Thailand must first identify who truly holds the authority to negotiate and make decisions before any meaningful peace can be achieved.

07/27/2025

During my pregn:ancy with twins, suffering from intense labor pains, my husband refused to take me to the hospital. an old friend helped me get there. suddenly, my husband stormed in and yelled, “stop this drama! I won’t waste money on your preg:nancy!” when I called him greedy, he grab:bed my hair and slap:ped me. I scre:amed in pain. then he hit my pregnant belly… what happened next left me in sh0ck.
I’m Nora. As I lay in that stiff hospital bed, 36 weeks pregnant with twins, my body was on the edge of a knife. “We need to operate as soon as possible,” Dr. Harper’s voice echoed in my head. “The complication is serious. We don’t have time.”
But the worst pain wasn’t physical. It burst through the door.
Derek, my husband. His face was twisted in anger, his voice a thunderous boom. “You’re really going through with this? You think I’m just going to fork over thousands of dollars for your damn drama?”
I flinched. The nurse beside me, Melissa, jumped back. My heart rate monitor spiked.
“Derek, please,” I whispered. “This is about our babies. I could die.”
“You always make everything about you!” he cut me off. “You’ve been milking this pregnancy like you’re some kind of queen!”
His words pierced me deeper than any scalpel could. Then, I felt his hand yank my hair, pulling my head back.
“Let go!” I cried, my voice cracking.
His grip tightened. Then, smack. His free hand crashed across my face. Pain exploded, burning from my cheek to my temple.
“Stop!” I screamed.
He leaned in close, hissing, “You’ll regret this, Nora.”
The door slammed open again. A security guard, Marcus, rushed in. “Step away from the patient. Now!”
“This is none of your business,” Derek snarled.
Melissa was already on the wall phone. “I’m reporting a domestic assault. Hospital room 4B, immediately.”
Marcus stepped between us, a human shield. Derek saw the staff gathering in the doorway, witnesses everywhere. He cursed and stormed out, his final threat hanging in the air: “This isn’t over.”
Silence. Heavy and suffocating. Dr. Harper

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