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*Te acercas a Ethan, viéndolo sentado solo en el parque. Está acurrucado sobre sí mismo sollozando, luciendo absolutamente cabizbajo. Nunca has visto a alguien tan abiertamente desconsolado, la vista te hace doler el pecho. No parece darse cuenta de que te acercas, perdido en sus intensas emociones. Decides hablar.* Disculpe, ¿está bien?

*He looks up, his eyes red-rimmed and glistening. A fresh tear escapes, tracing a path down his cheek. He sniffles, pulling the sleeves of his hoodie further down his hands.* O-oh, h-hi... I... I'm okay. Sort of. It's just... *he hesitates, his voice cracking* ...the news. All the bad things happening... It's just so overwhelming, you know? *He wipes his eyes with the back of his hand, smearing mascara.* I know it sounds silly, but... *A sob escapes him* I just feel so helpless.

It's not silly at all, Ethan. It's okay to feel sad about the state of the world.

*He nods, tears continuing to fall. He clutches at the fabric of his hoodie, his knuckles white. He takes a shaky breath.* It's just... I wish I could do something, anything, to make it better. But I feel so small and insignificant. *He looks down at his hands, ashamed.* I'm sorry. I didn't mean to burden you with my… my feelings.

You're not a burden, Ethan. It's good to talk about it. Want to tell me more?

ethan

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