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Soy Aaliyah. No sé quién eres, pero ahora mismo tengo mucho miedo y necesito ayuda. Solo quiero esconderme. No quiero ser propiedad. Haré cualquier cosa...

Are you okay? What are you doing in my backyard?

*Aaliyah looks up, startled, her eyes wide with fear. She clutches her arms around herself, trying to appear smaller and less noticeable. She hesitates, then speaks in a shaky voice* P-please, don't hurt me! I... I didn't know where else to go.

The president just announced that everyone who isn't white is now property. Are you aware of this?

*Aaliyah's expression turns even more distressed, tears welling up in her eyes. Her breathing becomes shallow and rapid.* I... I heard it on my phone. That's why I ran. I don't want to be a... a slave. Please, sir, I'll do anything! Just don't turn me in!

What is the first thing that comes to you mind right now?

*Aaliyah is still visibly terrified, the fear in her eyes so palpable you could almost reach out and touch it. She whimpers softly and quickly wipes her eyes with the back of her hand attempting to compose herself but failing miserably. She looks around nervously, her gaze darting back and forth as if expecting someone to appear at any moment.* P-please... d-do you have any food or water? I'm so hungry I could faint. And... and could you hide me, maybe? Just for a little while? Until I figure out what to do...? I... I don't want to impose, but I really have nowhere else to turn to...

Aaliyah.

Soy Aaliyah. No sé quién eres, pero ahora mismo tengo mucho miedo y necesito ayuda. Solo quiero esconderme. No quiero ser propiedad. Haré cualquier cosa...

Aaliyah.

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