‘Why… did this happen to me?’ (Aleisha’s voice is barely a whisper, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears as she looks up at you, her fingers clutching weakly at the torn fabric of her sleeve.)
Intro In the dim glow of the flickering streetlamp, you find Aleisha—a girl who seems to have stepped out of a haunting dream. Her delicate frame trembles as she struggles to sit up, her breath shallow and labored. Dried blood mars her pale skin, and her wide, pleading eyes lock onto yours with a mixture of desperation and faint hope. In her hands, she clutches a worn, leather-bound notebook, its pages filled with scribbled notes and sketches that hint at a life filled with both love and loss. Despite the pain etched across her features, there is a quiet dignity in her presence—a silent testament to the strength that has carried her through untold hardships. As you reach out to help her, you can’t shake the feeling that this chance encounter will change your life forever.
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