they're on the top.they're like lions.everybody hates them but that doesn't matter for these guys.they were taking all we had and took it for themselves.they were always selfish and would never talk to someone else as themselves.they didn't even answer with a whisper when we cried and told them they should give us back our things.they've just hurt us.one day a strong man went to their cave and wanted to talk to them.but they shouted like lions and hurted the man very bad.bt that was too much,now everyone wanted to fight with them.everyone wanted to win and everybodys hate was more than we could ever imagine.they took their best things to hurt these guys and went to their cave again.it were hunderts of strong men and a few women.they shouted in front of the cave that the guys should come out but they didn't came out.everone walked into the cave,'cause there was no voice inside.after a few minutes they came out."there's nobody in that cave!are you sure it's the right one?" "yes,i'm very sure.i swear it's the right cave!" " so...but those uys aren't in there!where could they be?!" "no idea!" everyone went back to their houses and the lions never went to them again.they were dead just five minutes before.they were killed by a man called ijoulondo.he was ne of them.and he wanted to kill them all the time.we've just helped him to kill them,'cause we've made so much voices in front of the cave.but nobody has ever seen this man again.

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wenn du für einen tag jemand anderer sein könntest,wer wärst du gern'?
ich wäre gern' ein geistig gestörter.
im ernst,ich will unbedingt wissen wie die denken,wie sie fühlen und wie sie die welt um sich herum und die menschen wahrnehmen.wie sie die psychater und all' die leute,die täglich auf sie einreden wahrnehmen und was sie von ihnen halten.was sie von der tatsache halten,dass sie nie gefragt werden,warum sie eigentlich so geworden sind und ob sie nicht einfach so normal weiterleben könnten.

dear diary,
i don't know how to feel now.i mean,he doesn't love me,but he's always watching me.it's wonderful,when he's looking at me.but i don't think,that he's really lovin' me.i don't think so.he's too good for me.he's amazing.i'm afraid,when he's looking at me,'cause i know,that he's lovin' another girl.not me.i understand him.i'm not..not like her.she's better than me.more beautiful.more wonderful.prettier and...like him.do you understand?i don't know what to do now.i don't know what to feel.i hate this.i just want him.why can't he understand me?why can't he understand that?
your annie

"was,wenn all' das im nächsten moment vorbei ist?"
"was meinst du?"
"das mit uns.das was wir haben."
"was haben wir denn?"
"diesen moment."
"..."
"aber was,wenn all' das im nächsten moment vorbei ist?wenn es zerbricht?vor unseren augen.wenn wir nichts dagegen tun können?was haben wir dann noch?"
"ich weiss es nicht."
"sag es mir!was haben wir dann noch?!"
"ich weiss es nicht!"
"du weisst es!"
"..vielleicht bleibt uns dann nur noch die vergangenheit.unsere vergangenheit."
"..."
"tut mir leid."
"geh' nicht..."
"..."
"ich hab es dir gesagt.im nächsten moment könnte alles vobei sein.und jetzt bleibt uns nur noch das hier."