|The Year 2036
|Where we meet ends
This is indeed not a joke.
A game not for fun, and not for us. Well, that's what we've thought. This game is definitely for us, stipulated by the blacks and whites themselves. Indeed, we've been trying so hard to hide from the depths of the society but soon, they will collab and just erase us from this world, swiftly.
I know that's not possible but can you tell when birds start to become as intelligent as humans? Not.
I am sending you this letter as a sign of my silence. As much as I want to save my kind, I, therefore, cannot do it by my on freedom of speech, for they inhibit us to taste our silence with our own hurtful and what they call "meaningless" words. Who would dare listen to us?
They are all bulletproof.
I can no longer use my voice to scream for our rights, but I know you do.
Please help us.
Sincerely,
Miguel