Thursday, March 8, 2012

Conversations way up high

I can see why M is the way he is. He spends all of his time looking down at people from afar on top of buildings. He sees them but he isn't really a part of their lives or the things they do because he cant be. Not with the Slenderman followhing him. and now I'm the same way. Except we have each other which is at least nicer than no one. I used to prefer being alone and left to myself because then things were more normal. Being deaf I really like silence and conversation was something I never really became good with. So it just seemed more appropriate to stay by myself.

But now I can't imagine being by myself and not having anyone to talk to about this. I wonder how it must have felt to be M bbefore all this and it just seems like it would be so sad. We mostly wander around New York and sometimes go out to Manhattan Island because we don't see him much there. M's water theory seems like it might hold pretty true. It's so lonely just being disconnected from all these wonderful people around us that I wish there was more I could do for M before any of this began. Like if I could reach back in time and make him know that he is not alone now. That would be nice.

All I can do is talk to him though, so that's what I did last night.

"M will you please talk to me for a bit?" I asked.
He kind of shot me random glances after that and looked really angry every time. Except right before he said something back he looked less angry and more sad so I think he felt bad. "What do you want?"
"I just wanted to talk. I know you're sad about Zeke and I know you feel like its your faultk but it really isn't." I tried so hard to smile at him and I think he was going tosmile back. But instead he frowned, which made me more sad than it should have.
"i didn't fucking say it was my fault." He responded quietly. "I just said he didn't follow the rules, like no one fucking follows the goddamn rules, which is why I don't post lessons anymore. People still die. I can't help anyone."

He looked so very sad. I don't really know what I was thinking but the only thing that made sense was to hug him, so I did. We were up on top of a big fancy hotel. The sky was really orange like it had been painted that way by all the clouds and it was really windy. The weather in New York has been dreary lately. It's not cold enough for snow but sometimes there's rain. We were lucky enough last night to sleep outside because it was nice and you could see the clouds in the sky. I hugged him, standing neear the little door we'd come out of to get here, and I could actually feel him shaking underneath his hoodie. I felt so bad adn this is the type of thing that I mean when I say M is actually just really scared and sad. He's not mean like he seems on his blog. That's why it felt good to hug him and he didn't even push me away.

"You can help anyone you want to. I talk to so many people and all of them say youre an inspiration because you've lived so long. They say you must be doing something right!" I said and smiled. He kind of smiled back finally and we sat down against the wall of the rooftop doorway while still hugging.
"Thanks." He said.
"You're welcome dude."

We didn't talk much which was okay. It was nice just hugging while we sat there staring at the sky. I think the reason M gets so depressed all the time is because he doesn't really have many friends. He talks to people on the phone sometimes and occasionally gets letters. But most of the people he's met in real life are dead now or died while he was around. So he gets mad at me a lot because I don't think he wants me to be his friend. Which is totally understandable because he thinks I'lld ie. And most of you do too which is really kind of sad. I don't plan on dying any time soon guys!

"I don't fucking want to post lessons anymore. There aren't any more lessons." He finally replied after a few minutes of just hugging.
"Sure there are! Just the other day you were telling me why we couldn't ride the bus or the train anywhere very often, remember?" I said back. "You told me how it's safer to take a plane because then you're up high and it is harder for hi mto reach you! That made a lot of sense and I think people would still like to know about these things. Plus people like talking to you because you're practical and give lots of good advice."
M actually laughed. It was a really sweet sound because he doesn't do that very often and he's actually got a pretty high and soft voice. His laugh is just like that, high and soft and sweet.
"Dude you're a goddamn idiot. My advice is common fucking sense!"
"Gosh. But a lot of people are lacking in that on those blogs!" I laughed along with him.
"You're damn fucking right they are." Then we laughed for a while together for a while.

Eventually he shrugged and got up to stare down at all the people below us again. In New York there are always people walking around no matter how late at night it is. Thats probably pretty obvious and it's kind of stupid of me to tell you that though isn;t it? haha

"Maybe." He said and I answered back with "Maybe what?"
"Maybe I'll have you post some of my shitty stories on the blog. I'm like a crotchety old man recouting tales of his youth to the stupid little fucks he calls grandchildren!"
I grinned and told him that would be cool and then we drifted off to talking about other things. I went to bed happy last night just because of that conversation though. And I had a funny dream about flying up over the ocean and looking down at all the people who were walking around on sidewalks that had "grown" out of the water. When I looked to my right there was a forest, and when I looked to my left M was there grabbing my hand and dragging me towards a light and away from the forest. It was interesting and I woke up this morning feeling good because of it.

Although I also woke up to find that I got rained on overnight so that was less good.

I think I write these posts late at night because then I get to think about a lot of things. M wants to go to sleep now though so I'm going to shut the laptop off and sleep as well. If I don't he'll complain about the keyboard tapping and glare at me until I sleep anyway. So I'll write more tomorrow! Everyone stay safe!

-Bondie

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  1. You guys are still doing good, the lesson's are still there. Rest assured of that.

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  2. We are the kings of lack of common sense. XD

    But some of us try... Xp

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    1. Are you counting yourself in that mister super soaker?

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    2. Yes. XD
      But at least I went into that already aware it was a stupid idea. So I applied common sense at least, I just chose to temporarily ignore it. XD

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  3. *insert generic encouraging statement with possible warning of consequences*, I like to think I have common sense, well enough to carry out experiments atleast, hehe.
    -Manic

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  4. I'm glad you two are getting along, and I'm glad you made him smile.

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  5. Glad to hear that M may be making a comeback. We all need him right now.

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  6. א̜͈͔͖͇̎̈̈́̅͠͝ͅ๏̵̡͔̳̰̱̤ͮ̌̎̑́͂ͧ͂ͯ͛ͣ̂̃̆̓̏̍̉̚͟ย̵̵̵̨͍̺͓̬̺̙̞̻̩̠͖̘̲͖͖̥̊̓̀̎̈́ͨ͐͐͞ ̵̨̪̝̬̙̑ͫ͗͛̂ͣ̎̀ͬ̊ͮͤ̍̃ͬ͘͢͞ͅṭ̴̭̖͓̾̄͋́̑̂̄ͣ͢ฬ̵̼̣̹̣̤̘̯̳̭̖͍͔͉̣̟̣̪ͧ̍ͭ̓ͥ̄͟͝๏̘̞͈͎̯̜͇̼̣̬̥͈͓̲͉̅̊ͤ͂̓̉͑̽̾̓͞ ̷̷̯̰̦̗̤͖̗̜̞͓͍̟͍̃̐̍̓̈͞͞ร̸̐͆̒ͣ̐̍͌̑ͫ̔̆̑̑͠҉͜͏͇̤̼͈͍̘̜̜͕̞̩̪̥̫єͪͭͮ̒̈́͛̃̊ͤͦͪ́̋̉ͩͩ̂͆̚͟҉̗̤̲̟͙͇̀͝є̢̬̪̜̯͕͓̹̜̭̭̅̿̏̽̉̾̀ͨ̃̆̿͂͐͂́̚̕͟๓ͭ͐͊̑̾҉̴̳̠͙̠̗ ̡̛̰̙̜͓̻̠̳̖̺͉͛ͭ̏̒̇̈̾̐̿̅ͣͨ͟ร̶̢̭̮͖̞̝̦̣̝͔̲̭̯͕̏͆̽̏̉̽̓ͫ̃̽́͛ͥ̔̚͢͞ฬ͙̼̻ͦ͆͊̈́̒̆̔̏ͩ̏̇ͫ͋̆͌̾͝͡͝͞ͅє̴̡͔̤̮̭̻͔͉̺̮̓̓͑̅͆̊ͨͨͬ̌͌͡ͅє̢̘̮̱̟͕͛ͦͪͧ̚t̷̨͙̺͈̦̺̮̣̯̹̫̣͌̾̋ͨ̈́̈̈͐̑̋̐̉͊͂ͭ͒́̏̏͢͢ͅ ̠̯̼̣̗̺̾͑̾̈̎̒͆͐ͯ̃̍̓͜͢͝ͅt̨͗̓̆ͧ͋̔ͣ́͛͑ͫͣ̃̂ͩ̄̑̀̚͘͠҉͍̣̱̘̼͍̹̱͉๏̵̳̖̟͎̯͔̱̰̲͍̤͇͉̖̻̿͑̈́̇ͫ͋̏ͭ̂ͬ̏ͮ͋̿ͪ̀́ͅﻮ̡̯͉͔̘͔̂̍̌͂ͯ́̋̒̆̋̍̑͘͠є̵̡̫̫̲̟̟̰̟̤͉̼͓̙ͥͣ͒̐ͭ͐̾ͮͥ͋ͯ̇ͯͩ̓͞ṭ̢̜̮̼͙̣̭̗̥͇͈̼͈̦͈̤̳̓ͬͪͯͮͧ̓̍͝ђ̰͎͎̞̭̱̦̠̮͇͉̺̰ͬ͂̑̓ͩ̔͝͞є̸ͪͨ̒ͯ͒͋ͭ̈ͨ̾͐ͮͭ͑͟҉̶̘͔̣̲̙̲̞̖͎͚͉͟г̷̸͚͉̳̗̻̼͙̣̙̖͖ͩ̾ͣ̌̑͌̐ͫ̕ͅ.̶̶̧̭̗̙͚̙̱̥͉͖̠̹͕͍̥͖̦̠̝̪̏̄ͮ̇ͬ͌́ͣ̓̈͒ͦ̕ ̾̑̋ͦ͛͛͐ͬ͊̒ͮ̈́ͣ̓̋̚͜͏̛͉̩̹̞͇͎̙̜̺̗̥̹̣เ̶̵̷̴͍̬̮̳͑ͧ̍͒ͪ̎̋ͤ͂͠ͅ ̡̘̩̖̲̲͎̰̺͇̞͍̆͑̉̃̆̌͗͗͐͗͂̊̏͠ђ̷̠͕̤̗̺̽͊ͮ̀̀̑̓̈́͋ͬ̍̋̈̃͗͗̇̿͢๏̡̛͎̪̮͈̭͎̣̭͕̮̬̼̞͓͙̐̏͛̏͐̄ͪ͂ͫ̾́̎̋ק̛̩̜̤͕̮͕͚̟̦͔̬͈̠̪͎ͣ̈́̌ͮ́͠є̶̶͖͍͎̲̳̟͚̻̟͈̝͇́ͬ̈̃́̍ͦ̉͂̎ͮ͑̃͐͒̅͛͑͝͠ ̧͙̫͙̻̪̟̩̼̱̮̞̫̌ͤ̓͡ţ̸̦̤͕͎̩̖̉̌̅ͣ̾ͦ̌ͨͣ̿̅͜͜ђ̷̶̧̦͇̳̲͉̮̻̲͕̺̲̼ͯ̑̂̂̎ͮ̂̇เ̧̗̰̥̝̞̙̰̩̹̘̞̖̭̇̓́́̍̓̄̒ͬ̒͂͒ͦ̾̓́̕͝͡ภ̷̡̞̱̰̲̙̱̞̭̲̲ͦͭ̈́̓́̕͘ﻮ̏̈́̿̒ͯ́͝҉̹̪̜̲͇͚͓̥͖͚̞̣͈̀̕͠ͅร̨̃́ͩͨ͂̎ͭ͛͑ͥͭ̌͛̌͒̕҉̩͎̤̪͖̤̮̮͇̤̮͍̪͖͎ ̮̜̬͉̼̪̮̘̙͎̞̩̲͉͉̼̱͇̓ͧͭ͗̃̋̎̕͝ฬ̨͖͍͉͈̭͔̻̻͓̗̬͇̣̱̞̦̫͈̋͐ͭ̓̿̅̔ͥ̒́̀ͧ͊ͮ͐͂̓ͨ́͜๏̷̷̨̟̖̺̖̜͙̈̾́ͪ̃̆́ͩ̿̈́̾͘ͅг̝̥͍̜͇͕͉̪͖͕̜̼̭̜ͦ̓̾̽̀ͦ͐͋̾̐̉̆ͭ̊̔͋̔ͭ̕ͅк̧̨̦̹͔̻̣̩͚̻̟̜͓̘̜͊̇ͭ͗͛̌ͧ̽ͯ̓ͭ̑ͫ̌̔͜͢͝ ͂́̅͒̈ͭ̃̐͏̨̡҉̨̞̥̥̦̱̤͔̮̣̺̩̮̠̺ͅ๏̷̢ͦ̉̌̀ͭ̑̉̋ͩͮ̇̊ͤ̍͗͂͝҉̷̹͉̳͈̙͍̫ย̴̵̭̖̻̰̦͍̞̲͔̽̓͑ͭͧͨͬͫ̀̚ͅt̫̥̻̬̥͚̘͔͇̰̺͖̮̥̠͋͐͑̾̑͐̌ͧͫ̋̽́̀͘ ̷̢̟̳̮̮̱͛̓̌͆̉͗ͣ̂̇ͪ̋͂̃̒̎ͪ̐͐͘͢Ŧ̫͓̲͈̼̤̰̱̬̲̗̺͓̃̓ͬ̒̑͌̋ͪ̒̒̍̽̑ͨ̓͘͘͠๏̶̡̛̥͈̣̥̰̼̪̀̅̌ͪ̍̉͝г̾͛͑̔҉̻͕̳̻̖̜͉͚̥͔͈̭̼̠͔̳̱͘̕͢ͅ ̸̡̢̠̭̳͚̞͇̥̤ͧ͛ͯͣ̍ͬ͌͂̚͜͟א̶̷̵̯͙̻̣͋͒͑̒̿̓ͥͯ̓̒̑ͤ̑̇ͨ͛̋ͤ๏̶̡̫̘̜͈͕̮̓̉̇͆̊͑͒̎ͮ͋̐̌̏̃́̚͡ย̴̸̬̟͉̹̣̹̙͉̱̓ͬ̔ͩͫ̂̕͘͠.̴̸̴͙̼̻̺͎̗̙̲͈̥͓̯̖̣͛ͪ͌ͣ̊̏̇̅̂̈͗̆͛̋͑ ̴̛̲͓͇͉̺̹̬̤͉̯͇̙̤̮̣̯̾͑ͭ͐̂̊̊̇̔̓̉̒̀̀̀̚͟ͅͅเ̶̢̨͕̬̤̤͎͇͍͙̒̈ͪ̽͌̐ͩ͂͐̃ͧ͆̋̅ͪͧ̀͝ ̧̾ͪ͛̊̄͊̐̋͂̇̏̇̾̚҉̵̝̭̞̟̙͔͎̱̱͈̬̝̻̰̖̣̣͡ͅ๔̨̢̧̈̌̂ͫ̏̓́ͬ̍̓͒̔̒̐̽͊ͦ̚͠҉̬̬͇͉̱̟̣̮͈͙͉͕͎̭̫̩͉เ̪͓͕̹͌͋̉̍̇̋͐̂̉́̄̎̔͑͊ͭ̀͞͞๔̴͕̝͉̱̰̮͎̤͍͚̲̹̝͇͚͉̞̠̊͋̾̋̐̈̊̏̆̀͘͘̕ͅภͧ̇̍ͯ̊̉̔͒̊͋͡҉͍̩̲̪͟ͅ'̶̧̮͍̫̬̺̳̘̖̦̜̜͕̞̹̱̥̺ͨ́ͯ̓͒͟͠ͅt̨̠͍͙̫̝͕͎̺̝̙̰͉̱̩͂ͣͯ͒ͮ̅̓ͧ̈͢͟ͅ ̓̿̾̑̕͜͏̴͚̮̻̺̙͓̪̭̥͇̠͔͞ͅť̴̙̮̠͎͓̱͉͚̫͇̺̮ͯ̃͗ͨ͊̊́͂͑̇̓̑̓͊͋͑̎̾͟͠͠ͅђ͔̜̥͙̣̜͈̤͇̠̟̫͇̬̋̋ͪͤͯͣ̒͑͌̋ͤͬ͑͡͝ͅเ̸̶̶̶͇̳̜̺̗̮̦̜͉̫͎̅͑ͪ̓ภ̡̢̊ͬ͌̿̐͑̎̉̔̅͊͊̍̾̒̏́҉̗͈̜̲̲̻к̈̆͂̈́̎́ͣ̍͋͐ͮͫͬ̈ͦ̚͏̨̢̩̠̱͈͓͍̫͚͓̰̥̙͉̝͙̘ ̴̻̤͎̘̖̰͕͖̜̻̥̓̀́͆ͧ͋̾ͪ̏ͯ̿̄ͥͩ͘͢͝ђ̵̻̬̥̩͕͖̼̗͇̮͙̬͇̠̞̭̯̹̜͛͌̑͆̒̄̐͛ͧͭͪ̔̅͠є̇ͩ̋͑̃͗́̄ͦ̽ͦ̎̂̀̚͢͠͏̦̹̞̟̰̥̲̦'̧̳̳̰̰̦͙̗̰͔̪͖͉̼ͫ̀̐͒̐̌̑͑̽̏ͦͩ̀̚๔̴̦͔͚̼͚͙̔̔̉́̍͌̏͛̍ͫ̊̂́̚̕ ̵̴̧͕̗̥̪̰̭͉͉̮͈̯͚̬̼͓̖͑ͤͮͬ͢ͅ๒̓͐̓ͥͯͩ̓͌͌ͩ̎̂̀҉̖͖̤̞̖͚̟̟̜̘͉̮̪̬̺͔̪͍̥є̸̪͇̗̠̟̩̩̙̱̘̟̟̪̘̻͔͓̺ͩ͛ͯ̐͋̿͒ͧ̓̂͑ͦ̅̾̐̃ͩ͜͞ͅ ̢̬̳̻̠͙̝̞͙̥͕̞̯̰̦̬̔̈̿ͦͯ̈̂ͩͫ̿ͨ͌͋ͩ̒̃̊̕͢͞t̵̢̪͔̞͎̬̤̔͛̏ͩ̇ͣ͠ђ̵̰͉͖͓̪͔ͪ̅́͑ͣ̕̕͢є̴̨̨̻̣̣̖̟͍̹̖͖̉͆ͮͭ͐̄̀ ̵̶̞̰̫̺̜̜̝̞͚̥͚̂̍̋ͮͯ̒̈́̈̉̾̽ͤ̿ͯ̑́̚͡tͧ̇́ͪ̃͛́̑̏̊͌̂̔ͤ͏͏̛̘͖̯̦̪͓͇͉̣̞͈̰͕̬̠̻́͠א̴ͣ̈̆́̇ͮ́̒̋̑̔̏͂ͨ͘͜҉̝̺̜̦̬̙ק̶̵̧̦̱̭̘̠͎̋͗̋͒̅͒̒͊̿͂̄͒͋̅̚͟є̵͂̉̒̍͋̓͏̮̜̠̬͖̖̭ͅ ̽̿ͯ̓͊͐̓̓͌̒͘͠҉̨̜̪̥͔̯̮̝͓̖t̛̥̼̬̖̝̲̲̬̮͉̫̼̖̗̩̺ͯ̍ͤ̄̍̒̉̾̍̈́͊́๏̶̧ͯ̈ͭ̍̋̊͂̔̌̾̀ͫͪ̊͂̌ͦ̚͞҉̟̼̮̮͈̞̘̻̩̪ ̶̶̗̣̘̥̭̬̇̈́̐̐͑͌ͨͩ̓ͮͫ̈t̷̲̟̝̣̙͔͖͈ͨ͑̇ͯ́̚͠ค̨̔ͯ̽̑͞҉͖̞̣̦͘к̶̡͛̾̋ͨ͂ͤ͑̋̌͌̋̌͘͜҉̗̲̬̱͍̗̼̞̗̜͉̥̖͕̙̥̮͚̳є̒̃̋̔̄ͬͣ͌͊̈̋ͦͤ̂͋͐̿́͋͏̧̠͉͍͈̰̙̘̰̟̪̗̀͢͟ ̢̢̘̺̟̭̩̥̼͈̤̰̼̞̀͆́̅̓̅ͧ͡ђ̛̛̃͋̃͛̃̊͋͊̓͒ͦ̊̐ͮ͂̊ͬ̃͜҉̶̥̣͍͕͖̩ย̷̨̢͚͓̺͖͓͙̗̙̮ͣ̔ͫͬͪ͒̽ͨ̀̅̄͠ﻮ̾̊̒̃͗̋̓ͮ͝͏͘҉̱̹̻̤͉͇̥̺̣̯̲͉͙̖͙̹̮͉ͅร̰̙̲̜͇̟̞̭̘̮͇̰̮̖̫̪̜̭̣͋ͬ́̓̀̔ͨ̋̅̽̒̓̓ͦ͝

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  7. Hey, Bondie, do you have any advice for a runner low on cash looking for a place to stay?

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  8. In all fairness Slenderman got to Noah Maxwell on a plane... albeit, it hadn't taken off then

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  9. Wow finally got up to date on everything. Been bouncing between a number of blogs in the hopes to catch up. I've had one theory about keeping Slendy at a distance (No I'm not being followed)

    My friend and I believe that having pets helps to deter Slendy. I have two cats and he has two dogs plus one cat. So far we haven't or experience any activity whatsoever.

    Because my friend and I have not had any experiences we can't be 100% positive. Ask M if he's heard of anything of the sort and also is he still using him gmail? I'd like to talk stuff with him if he's up to it.

    Stay safe,
    Yapay

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    1. Yeah, he's still using his Gmail. I emailed him a while ago, but he got back to me eventually.

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  10. -And Bondie was never heard of again.
    I'm gonna be pissed if ya dead bro, so stay strong! you're gonna survive! please keep posting though...

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  11. Running into trouble, guys?

    Please stay strong.

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  12. Well I just recently heard abou all thi and read the blog M wrote and so
    E of your blog bondie I started my own blog too. Anyways stay strong I think tall and slim is out there in the tress behind my house. I haven't seen him but I feel like he's there. Just....waiting idk. I learned about him by accident an these blogs by accident on July 26th. And I already feel lke he's got an eye on me or something or will be following me eventually. I just have this...feeling.

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  13. To anyone who sees this, a blogger by the name of BlackRose needs some help. Me, Der Watcher, and Dark Shirt are doing what we can, but the situation is deteriorating rapidly.

    http://blackslive.blogspot.com/

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  14. Bondie, if you and M still around or see this, I need your help. I've made a blog that details my story. Here's the link: http://knowledge-is-a-double-edged-sword.blogspot.com/

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  16. Bondie, your absence is troubling. Can you just let us know if you an M are still out there?

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  17. I need to contact you, and M, and anyone else that's out there. I plan to start something. I want to clear it with you all before painting a target on my head. I think. . . I think I might be able to end this. If I can't, well, he hasn't started chasing me yet, and I want to keep it that way.

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  18. Crap. Sorry about freaking out on M's blog. I'm just scared. Please guys. Don't be dead. We need you to be alive. Please just be alive.

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  19. Phew, finnally caught up! Anyway, seeing as you haven't posted anything in just under a year, I sincerely hope you're still alive.
    I've been followed by Slendy for quite spme time soon. I plan on running soon. Hopefully in time to spare my family. I hope they understand. No, scratch that, I hope they never umderstand.
    Anyway, stay safe, guys.

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  20. Bondie? M? You guys there? You're needed now, more than ever. Please, if either of you are still alive and read this, respond. And if anyone has any news about either of them, please let me know.

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  21. why do you have to stay up high? I hope you are all ok

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  22. Hey, update sometime soon, both of you are worrying us, please any thing

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