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Once, there was a fox and a crow.

The fox offered his friendship, and the crow accepted.
As soon as the other forest animals saw this, rumors were quickly spread.

"Foxes are wicked." Mouse said to Crow.

"Yes," Spoke Squirrel "He is tricking you into thinking you are friends and then he will betray you."
Crow dismissed the accusations. "No, I know Fox very well. You all just haven't given him a chance." Crow said, and flew away.

Deer and Cat watched as Fox and Crow played together and talked.

"What a sad sight" Cat sighed.

"Indeed." Agreed Deer. "Poor, ignorant Crow." Just then, Mourning Dove flew down beside them.
"You are all so mean. You don't know Fox, how can you assume he will betray Crow?" She tweeted angrily.

"Just you wait, as soon as Fox gets hungry the first thing he'll look at is Crow." Cat cleaned his paw. "He is a predator, while Crow is prey. Nature will not allow such a friendship."

"I am prey to you, and you have never tried to kill me." Mourning Dove reasoned. "How is Fox and Crow any different than you and I?"

"I am tame. I get all my food delivered to me in a dish. Fox is wild, and must hunt for his next meal." Cat snapped. "You will see. I guarantee the next animal who dies will be by the hands of Fox." And with that, Cat sauntered home, tail high with confidence.

The forest was awakened by the wails of Mourning Dove. Every forest animal had rushed over to her nest to see what had happened.

"What's wrong, Mourning Dove?" Crow asked sympathetically.

"My babies!" Mourning Dove sobbed and sputtered. "Fox has eaten them! He killed them!"

"See, Crow? Fox will never change. He will kill us all!" The forest animals panicked, rushing back to their burrows.

Crow returned to his tree and was greeted by Fox. Crow confronted him anxiously. "Why did you kill Mourning Dove's children?"

"I was hungry." Fox stated calmly. "If I did not do it, I would surely starve to death."

"The other animals were right all along. You truly cannot control yourself. You probably would have eaten me too!" Crow shouted at Fox.

"I ate Mourning Dove's chicks so I wouldn't have to resort to eating you, don't you see?" Fox attempted to reason with his panicked friend. "You are my dearest and closest friend. I would never eat you, so I must eat others."

"How can I be so sure? If you eat something as helpless as children all because of me, you might as well eat me just to spare them! You are sick, and I do not want to be your friend any longer." Crow cried.

Fox had enough, and pounced on Crow. "If you will all see me as a rabid monster no matter what I do," Fox shouted "Then that is what I shall be."

Tears pouring down Fox's face, his teeth sank into Crow's body and he began devouring his friend, granting his wish.

Fox spent the rest of his days starving himself to death, alone in his burrow.


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...i don't like this story

Hello. Sorry I'm very inconsistent with my posting, but things.. haven't been good.

Well, I guess I'll just jump to the chase. Ann-Marie is currently in grieving, her mother and siblings were... well... "delivered" to her doorstep. in many pieces. very bloody scene, the police came and everything.

yesterday night, I got a slip of paper delivered to me with a fingernail and a little drawn heart. fucking crazy.

investigation in progress, but i doubt it'll go anywhere. i think we all know who did this. ann-marie said she'll be okay in time but she wants to keep her distance from me for obvious reasons. i think she blames me. i blame myself too. this went from a strange little thing to update on to full blown murder. i don't know what to do.

if ellispis, or anyone else working for him is reading this. please stop. you won
..... as i'm typing this i just got told i have a letter downstairs. going now.

"mourning dove"

*** RIP ***
| Kelly Rondwell |
| Jonathan Rondwell |
| August Rondwell |

So I just got woken up, (currently on my phone so sorry if there's a lot of spelling errors) because something just hit my window, followed by a super loud noise which sounded like a car crash. I get up and take a look out the window and see 2 wrecked cars, one was full of people and the other looked empty from where i was but I probably just couldn't get a good look. i heard police sirens in the distance. Hope nobody got hurt, the rescue is outside right now making that awful blaring nose which makes it pretty impossible to sleep. What's truly strange, and why I'm even writing this journal, is because when i looked back from the window, somebody had crumpled a sunflower under my door. Currently it's on my bedside table. I texted Ann-Marie about it and she joked saying "maybe it's your secret admirer". Personally, I sure hope not.

Sweet Dreams (if you can),
"Gav" Crowleys.

I come baring good news and bad news. Well, not GOOD per se, but all is progress.

I finally caught the girl from before! Or I suppose she caught me. I heard a knock at my door, so I got up to answer and was greeted with her - holding a sign that stated "CAN'T TALK HERE", and she signaled me to follow. She led me into town, behind a motel, and brought me inside this dimly-lit room. She introduced herself, and told me her name is Ann-Marie. I'll try to recall our conversation best I can.

"Okay, we can talk now. He has your place bugged, you know." She finally said.

"What? Who?" I dumbly ask.

She hesitates as if she was still concerned someone was eavesdropping. "The person who's been threatening you. The 'dot dot dot' guy."

"Oh." I mumble before taking it in. "Wait - HE BUGGED MY PLACE?!" I panic (embarrassingly)

She hushes me. "I'll tell you as much as I know, but please don't freak out." She explained, emphasis on the 'please'. She waits for me to nod before continuing. "This guy... He's a ghost. He paid me to just take a picture of you and hand it over to him! The whole thing was shady, but I really needed the money, so..." She trails off.

I blink. "Why's this guy so obsessed with me?"

Her eyes widen, and she shrugs out her shoulders and extends her arms. "I have NO clue. He's really infatuated with you. At first I didn't think anything of it, but this is all so much bigger than I thought. So I did what he asked, and then..." She trails off again, thinking for a moment. "Well, everything happened that lead up to now."

I felt sick and sweaty. I didn't like the word she used, "infatuated", as if it were a middle school crush. Infatuated is a way you feel when you shyly push love letters into someone's locker and constantly catch yourself looking at them in class. Not this. Obsessed, however, works. And so that is what I will call it.

I thanked her and gave her my Psyhigh username and phone number before quickly making my leave. I made it to a parking lot, and at this point it was past sunset. I heard footsteps behind me. My heart jumped to my throat as I slowly turned around...

Lo and behold, him. Hoodie-clad, mask and all. He stood there, staring at me for a while, before turning heel and heading towards where I was just at. If Ann-Marie was still nearby, he'd surely find her. And I wouldn't be surprised if he had either of us chipped, or something. I started to follow behind reluctantly.

He simply turned back, raised his hand, and demanded. "Don't."

And I VERY DUMBLY obeyed and went back to my dorm. VERY VERY STUPIDLY. I'M THE DUMBEST PERSON ON EARTH AND I'M TOO SCARED TO DO PRETTY MUCH ANYTHING.

Sorry, had to get that out. Luckily, Ann-Marie called me just a little bit ago letting me know she's alright. So I haven't messed up too badly just yet. I think I'll nap now. Today was a little too much for me. I'll share my thoughts on everything in-depth at a later date.

Forever yours,
"Gav" Crowleys.

Yesterday I had said to myself, "Wow, nothing is really happening. Maybe things really have changed."

...Of course I had to jinx it. So, yesterday I found myself in the middle of town with no recollection of how I had ended up there. On my hands and knees, I look up to see there was a girl in front of me. Her eyes widened and she pulled out her phone and took a photo of me before running off behind a building. Alarmed, I get up and run after her just to find she's completely vanished. I'm pretty shaken up, naturally, since suddenly I'm in town and some rando woman is taking photos of me. For all I know, she's probably with Ellipsis. So, I come out of the alleyway, and a man approaches me asking me if I'm alright, and if I need to find something. Apparently I was walking with that girl as if we'd known each other, and suddenly I just collapsed.

At this point, I'm super freaked out. Do I have memory loss? Did Ellipsis or the girl do this to me? Some sort of memory-loss-trick-thingy? I don't have any explanation right now. I hope I didn't do anything bad, or embarrassing to the public. I need to find this girl again.. All I really recall is that she had long ombre hair. I guess when you randomly turn up in a place with no memory you don't really look at the fine print.

Aaaanyway... Another equally as weird thing happened almost immediately after, as I was walking back to school. A student, I presume, approached me and started to explain their immortality, and if I happened to know where some sort of "nectar" was. At first, I took it as some sort of bird joke (calling me a hummingbird or something) but then I saw that they were completely serious. I love being helpful, call me a pushover, so of course I told them I'd help them out, try to find some places this "nectar" could be at, see if I could find some other immortality links, things like that. They thanked me, and told me their Psyhigh username, @Rayla Tibbets if I remember correctly.

Still don't fully understand how this immortality juice works, they didn't really give me ALL the details. I'll work with them however I can. I told them to go check that shady corner store a few miles away from the school, The Honeypot, to see if maybe they had it and just forgot hand out "hey come to our store 4 nectar" cards. The shopkeep - Ronica I believe her name is - has apparently been alive for a long while, and doesn't look a day over 50. Whenever I go in there she constantly confuses me for her grandson and starts telling me stories from 1800s, or something.. Maybe she'll help you out? She's either immortal, or she's crazy. Take your chances.

Weird things have been going on, and not just to me. Somehow, that's a little comforting.. in a bad, strange way.. Agh, I'm trailing off, but I'm on the hunt, Rayla. Even if I'm not immortal or whatever, I'll help out.

I'm in my dorm at the moment, however. Daylight Savings sucks. 4 PM feels like 6 PM, makes me way too tired too fast. Still thinking about that girl.. how I can't remember things. I wanna blame this on the school somehow, for making me weird in the head, beckoning me deeper into the psychic wormhole. Makes my stomach do flips when I think about it too long. I'll update you all if anything happens this week. But..

Ugh.. Does anyone else hear that obnoxious ticking?! I nearly tore my entire dorm apart looking for the source, but I found nothing. I hope this isn't the universe trying to foreshadow "my time running out" or something.. I heard the story about the broken clock, but does a broken clock continue to tick? ...Geez, this post is long. Might as well end here.

Getting more confused every day,
"Gav" Crowleys.

Hey fellas! I'm back from the psychiatrist, and I got prescribed some antidepressants, so hopefully my... "situation" will improve. I also noticed that I received the Spirit Badge, so thank you! I'm glad the Staff things I'm doing a swell job :-).

Now, down to the nitty-gritty.. I got forwarded an email that is nothing out of the new ordinary for me. I'll break it down here.

"dear ms/mrs/mr/mx/etc. [██████] aka gav," Wow, how inclusive. Glad to know my stalker is sooo diverse.

"we are not against you, but we are not with you" You act like I'm some sort of anti-hero. I'm not doing anything. You're doing this to ME.

"stop attending the school. be smart. go home. don't you miss your family? they miss you. i saw them." Sorry, but no. I can't just drop out like that. And you must be surely mistaken, 'cause I haven't ever met my parents, or any siblings. Don't stalk some random poor family just because you wanna get under my skin. This is about me, not them.

"i've been patient. this is the last warning. leave the school. go home. stop trying to 'figure it all out'. this is all much bigger than you, child. the game is over.

thank you for your time, [██████]
- [...]"

That's all he wrote. Judging by the sign-off ("[...]") and other obvious info, this is the guy who's been hacking my account, and leaving all those cryptic things.. I'll just call him Ellipsis for easier identification. For a little backstory, I call him my stalker because if you recall, I went to a corn maze a few weeks back and saw this guy in a hoodie wearing a mask with 3 dots on it. It's safe to assume it's our dear little Ellipsis. Christ..
I'm not letting him win. Please don't worry, this is about me. I don't know what this guy can do, but if he's the one messing up my physical form (yes i am still human) then.. I just don't want anyone getting hurt because of m̵e̢.

That's all for now,
"Gav" Crowleys.

hi. sorry for leaving you. i thought i was quitting for good, but then i realized i need you as much as you need me. i have to fight through this.

for you.
for us.

i'll be back soon.

"gav" crowleys.

I have a decent amount of "followers", so I feel it's appropriate to say that someone must read all these posts I make.

So, if you are reading these, I know what you're thinking. "what could all those birds mean!?". Well, notice how "crow" is crossed out. I can only assume that I represent that (for obvious reasons). I guess... I have to meet more people-turned-bird? Or just normal birds, I guess? I'm still not too sure about the rest of it. I've started to overthink that it's some kind of hit-list or something, haha...

Anyway, I... oh jesus christ. what the.. ffff.... oh my god. how long have i been normal again? and nobody told me??/?/ i have hands again and everything what the helllll what is going on

are you in on whatever they're doing to me ?

@YOung Flim is this a hotel BY ghosts, FOR the people, or is it by ghosts, for ghosts? .. or.. or by people, for ghosts? ... wait- i think i misread..

Also, what are the chances there's a demon there disguising itself as a ghost? What do you do then? Are there ghost evacuations? How many possessions happen each year? ....i don't know why i'm asking these questions, either. why am i so suddenly interested in ghost culture? uh.... i'll be on my way now.

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hello again

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mocking bird
heron
albatross
starling
bird of paradise

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