Noelia de Trastámara

>Be Noelia Castillo Ramos >Your parents love you >They fall on difficult financial times >You are ripped away from them by the government >Your grandmother and mom are crying and begging >They bring 12 police officers to stop any resistance >You are placed in a “teen shelter” full of muslim migrants >You aren’t allowed to leave >The staff treats you like you are worthless >The muslim teens decide to gang r*pe you >You think you will get help >Nobody comes. Nobody listens. >They rape you again, with even more people this time >You try to report it >The women in charge of the shelter are woke liberals >They refuse to report it to avoid making muslim immigrants look bad >They won’t do anything >You try to be happy >You can’t move on >You jump from the 5th story of the building >By the grace of God, you live >You are injured, but you still have hope >The state tells you about the option of euthanasia >You pass it off at first >The trauma keeps replaying in your brain >Still, nobody is helping >You feel hopeless >Spain is falling >You decide to do it because you feel worthless >Your dad fights to keep you alive for years >He loses in two different liberal courts >You are scheduled for euthanasia >The days pass >You do an interview, which is really a desperate cry for help >Still, nobody does >The date gets closer >They keep you isolated so you have no idea there is so much love and support is outside >Your best friend desperately tries to get up to talk to you >She is blocked by doctors who seem to take pleasure in the power they have >The process begins >You are alone and probably pretty scared >You feel like you have no choice >The sedative sets in >The last thing you see is a cold, dark hospital room >The toxin is administered >Your lungs slowly stop working >You die in your sleep >Your abusers still face no consequences >You become a monument to the failure of a state that was supposed to protect you