I hide out in a row of town houses. I've knocked down the majority of the walls seperating each home. I know none of my neighbors will mind...they're all dead. The middle house is my strong hold. Should anything happen and...'they' get in, I can barricade myself there. I only hope I will find someone...and find them soon.
Since the outbreak, I've tried carefully to keep accounts of everything. And I mean everything. Every radio broadcast. Every person, whether dead or alive, I encounter. Everything. Please let this help someone out there. Please let them find a way out.
I...I never thought I would have to deal with this. Sure I knew it was spreading. Sure I knew we could be hit. But I live in such a small town. It's a farming town for god's sake. I thought we were immune or something. But no. We aren't. No one is. I can still see him...well it. God, I want this image erased from my memory...but I know it won't be. Nothing can take it away...
I was sitting in social studies...god how I hate that class. And the bell had almost rung. The principal was… Continue
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