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I never got answers to my questions. I don't understand what's the point, anymore. Because I know that I'm looking hopelessly for signs I won't get, but what do they get of it? What should they get out of it? Nothing. Nothing, nothing, nothing besides that not-so-empty-feeling-but one accompanied by emptiness- that I found at the bottom staring back at me that one night. And I think that's what they're looking for. Because that's what, I knew would happen when they asked me to run. And sometimes I wonder why I put myself through all of this. Maybe I'm too hopeful. But that's okay. I'll learn something, fast.