Um, all right, so, uh, introduction, here's one. Here's the thing that I have on my mind, um, which is several days ago,

there was a man outside my house,

hacking sacks.

Hacking the sacks, you say?

He was hacking sacks.

He was doing, playing with the devil's balls as they say.

How many sacks was he hacking, Kat?

Yeah, how many sacks?

He was only hacking one sack, but the thing that was truly disturbing is I texted several people and I was like there's a man a strange man

Standing outside my house hacking sacks and everyone was like that seems normal

Kat did you text me?

No, I texted Sophia and I texted my other friend Hannah and they were both like, yeah, that

seems normal.

Seems normal that there's a strange man hacking sacks outside your house.

Wait, how close to your house was he hacking the sacks?

He was standing at the bottom of the little stairs that go up to my house.

So in your yard?

Well, it's like outside on the sidewalk right in front of my yard. Was he one of your neighbors?

No, I don't know who this man was.

He was a strange man hacking sacks.

For how long did he continuously hack the sacks?

Yeah.

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