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Sakari is an Indigenous teenage girl who's desperately searching for her missing little sister Halona. Sakari loves her sister more than she can even explain but as she stands in the street corners handing out flyers and posting them on light poles we see her desperation overflow. All of this in hope that someone will listen to her, have understanding or tell her that she is being seen and that this matters. Halona has been missing for three weeks and it feels like no one cares but her and her sister's best friend Grace. But it is when the two girls are presented with the possibility that if Halona looked different the police and the news media would be much more interested in reporting that she is missing. This is a story about a sister who is doing everything in her power to find her little sister while utilizing the support of her sister's best friend. What they find out after an unintended social experiment is that sometimes the color of your skin will decide your fate. That sometimes doing the right thing means that you are actually going to do the wrong thing for the right reasons. But sometimes as we see in this story those are the moments that we need at just the right time. When we are desperate and someone we love is depending on us what we need is for someone, anyone to listen. *One of the actors must be of Indigenous heritage.

For Halona

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  • (Sakari, an eighteen-year-old Native American woman stands in silent prayer holding a decorative memory box. Soft humming can be heard. She opens her eyes and addresses the audience. First, she presents the box.)

    Sakari: This box. This box holds so many pieces of my sister Halona. The most important ones.

    Halona: (Off) What’s in there? Let me see.

    Sakari: (Eyes closed) I hear her sometimes. Just in my head saying things.

    Halona: (Off) Open your eyes so you can see me. I’m right here.

    (Sakari opens her eyes, looks around to see no one. She opens the box. Pulls out a feather.)

    Sakari: This is a prayer feather. (She waves it for a moment)

    Grace: (Entering) Sakari, Sakari I wanted to see if you had-

    Sakari: No. I haven’t heard anything. (She quickly closes the box and puts it under her arm. She returns to hammering a Missing Person flyer to a pole.)

    Grace: (Looking at the poster) Where are you Halona?

    Sakari: She’s out there, waiting for us to find her.

    Grace: We will. (Points at the picture and laughs) This was her yearbook picture from last year.

    Sakari: (tries to hide her smile) It’s the only one I could find where she wasn’t making some funny face.

    Grace: That’s so her. (Sakari losing her smile) It looked like you smiled. (Grace takes her hand)

    Sakari: It’s been three weeks.

    Grace: Three weeks and four days.

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