It’s been many moons since my last entry…I am still with this world, somehow i survive, one day at a time.

Nearly every weekend the man child recruits his cohorts to come to the homestead. They come, they eat, they leave on non motorized two wheeled apparatuses, and return just in time to eat again, the cycle repeats infinitely. They always walk with a purpose, quickly scurrying about as if there is an end goal, yet I see no goal, no spoils..no end in sight. I think they must just move fast to prevent me from speaking to them? I see no other logical explanation.

The young female is nearing the end of one season of “cheer” (a sport where these young hostage takers chant and contort their bodies and do shows of athleticism all to show support for another group of athletes during matches). This weekend prior to her last game the captor was injured during a stunt and gashed open her chin requiring 3 stitches. This young female captor amazes yet terrifies me….during all this she shed a few tears (no sounds, just salty liquid escaping from the eyes) but remained calm and never complained…. I fear she is stronger than I realized and escape could prove to be futile if not worse😳.