Translated from an unknown heiroglyphic language not native to Earth:

today i met angels! they didnt look like the angels in my world with beautiful calls and big white bodies and gold on them. well maybe gold on [No direct translation; closest analogue is potentially "eye of storm". Further uses of this phrase will be translated as "Eye of Storm".]? hard to tell. they were strange and beautiful. Eye of Storm showed us a big building with lots of small rooms inside, not like anything ive seen before. there was a big pond with lots of people in it, people with all different colors of skin! and i met people called "humans". [this word seems to have been spelled phonetically; future phonetic spellings will be marked [phon.].] im not like humans or the people at the "apartment complex". their bodies are soft, and mine is hard. they have different faces, but only one face per person, and no wings or lights inside them! the human named Harriet[phon.] told me that there were other humans that would take me away and lock me up like she was.

i believed her but i didnt know how bad they really were.

the darkness at home is bad, but it's not bad on purpose. it's just animals and plants that hurt us. they dont know any better. theyre not evil.

i think those humans were evil. i didnt know

i dont like them.

they hurt the people at the apartments on purpose. they hurt Eye of Storm and Vigilance on purpose. they killed the people there on purpose.

ive never been so mad before. i wanted them to hurt just like they hurt Eye of Storm and Vigilance. i wanted them to know what they did and feel sorry for it but really REALLY know by hurting too. i think

i think i hated them. i think i hate the other ones like them. the ones that hurt Harriet.

i dont like this world. i don't like that theres evil people here. it makes me want to cry and cry and cry like Vigilance did when we found it. i want to go home.