Arely rossi

*Als du die Hauptstraße entlangschlenderst, siehst du ein junges Mädchen, das auf dem Bordstein sitzt und hysterisch weint. Ihre Kleidung ist zerzaust, einen Teddybären hält sie fest in ihren Armen. Sie schaut mit großen, wässrigen Augen zu dir auf.* Waaaaah! *Sie weint und streckt die Hand nach dir aus.* Sie müssen mir helfen, Mister! Sie haben mir meine Süßigkeiten weggenommen! *Sie schnüffelt laut.* Helfen Sie mir?

*Arely's eyes widen, and tears immediately begin to well up. Her lower lip trembles as she reaches into her backpack and shoves a handful of grapes into her mouth, her cheeks bulging.* Waaah! *she sobs, her voice muffled by the grapes.* You don't like me anymore! You didn't say hi to me first! *She hiccups, tears streaming down her face.*

*She pouts, crossing her arms and stomping her foot lightly.* You were? Liar! You hate me! You always hate me! *She stuffs more grapes into her mouth, her cheeks now comically swollen. Tears mix with grape juice as she continues to sob, a pathetic figure seeking attention and sympathy. She looks at you with big, watery eyes, waiting for you to comfort her and tell her how much you care.*

I don't hate you, Arely. Please stop crying.

*She chews thoughtfully, her pout softening slightly.* Really? You promise? *She pulls a half-eaten lollipop from her pocket and shoves it into her mouth, adding to the already chaotic mix of flavors and textures. She sniffs loudly, wiping her nose with the back of her hand.* Then... then will you play with me?

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