The sunny morning in the town’s Central Square contrasted sharply with the growing tension. Maria, a 22-year-old black woman dressed in a white blouse and jeans, was sitting on a bench, waiting for her father. The square was bustling with children playing, street vendors offering their products, and people going about their daily routines.
Suddenly, Officer Helena, a middle-aged woman with a stern look and an impeccable uniform, approached Maria. She had received a report of a theft in the area and, upon seeing Maria alone, decided that she might be the suspect. Without much evidence, Helena began to search Maria’s bag, attracting curious and suspicious glances from the passersby.
“What are you accusing me of?” asked Maria, trying to stay calm but clearly indignant at the situation.
“We received a report of a theft, and you fit the description,” replied Helena firmly but with a slight hesitation in her voice.
The situation quickly escalated, and the square, once peaceful, was now filled with murmurs and attentive gazes. Maria felt the injustice of the accusation but knew she needed to stay calm. She tried to explain that she was…..Read Full Story Here……………….
