Ground Control.
"Hey, you there, what do you think you are doing up there?! Get down here immediately!!!
Ha! This place is awesome, why would I go down?
Ok, you asked for it.
*Lot's of odd clunks and bonks with grunts of pain*
And don't you dare go up again!!!"

"Sometimes you just get caught up in all the excitement and forget your place.
People don't invite me to things.
Why in all heavens would I think I could become friends with her?
How blind am I if I can keep eluding myself of my wrongs by thinking I do nice things.
Now, I'm told I'm snooty. Now that is a lesson in humility.
I've become far more evil than I thought.
If you would read this, know that I think I should get out now, before I become a hazard to you or the others, but I can't simply bring myself to take this ultimate back step, while this path entrances me with fake promises of hope.
If I don't break free soon, I don't know if I'll last.
We take sometime to cry off our pains, and re-shackle our inner-most pains, so we can put on that fake smile everyone wants.
How long has it been since someone took me out?
Only 5 more years."