My Journal Entries
(December 11th 2007)
The infection continuously gets worse everyday, or at least that’s what they’re saying on what little internet radio broadcast I can find. All A.M. and F.M. stations on the normal radio are down, I haven’t heard a single voice or noise other then static in 3 weeks. It’s getting harder to just let it roll over my chest anymore; I can feel the pain welling up inside me… I could have saved them… but I was too ignorant to see the sign, and it was right there, I looked at it the morning they died!!!
I could have saved them… But because of my stupidity… Everyone I know and loved is dead… Mom… Joey… Ken… Bobby… Audrey… Layla…, those fucking things even took the baby!! … Oh my god… everyone I left in Friendswood… dead… Ashley… Jamie… Jojo… James… they’re all gone…
I left my house, started out towards Houston, but, I was a fool, my Zombie Survival Guide told me to stay away from highly populated areas. Houston TX, downtown – uptown… has been lost.
I left Houston in a big hurry.
I got to Pasadena, were I ran into a band of my friends from school, they had been traveling all day. They consisted of my friends: Kittie, Charlie, Thomas (whom is my best friend), Ashley and a boy I had never met before named Loronzo, but his last name is Moses which makes me think he could be related to my friend Dasjohn. Oh my god I could not tell you how happy I am to see my love was safe, but even more that my brother “and best friend for life” Thomas had survived, for if I ever was to be with someone in a situation as such; it would be with Thomas. I asked Ashley where her boyfriend was (we had always loved each other but she had a man and I wasn’t one of those guys, who ruins other peoples happiness to get my own) because I knew she would miss him. She said “I had to kill him this morning... he tried to bite me.” I didn’t say a word, as I saw the tears begin to well up in her eyes; I took her in my arms and she cried for about 2 minutes before she said, “I thought I lost you too… I’m so happy your ok.”
(December 14th 2007)
I know where I have to go, Baytown my old hometown. I know that any threat there has moved on to a bigger source of food by now, so I told the group that’s where I am headed. Thomas, Loronzo, and Ashley said they would go with me but the others have a different plan, Kittie and Charlie told me they were headed toward Galveston; there is suppose to be a rescue vessel there, the internet radio said Galveston has been totally lost I can only pray that they heard the message as well, other wise I may have lost my sister…
(December 15th 2007)
The boy that was with them came with me, Ashley and Thomas, Loronzo his name was, I got an email on myspace (a web site I thought useless considering half my friends list were out on the streets trying to eat me) from my friend Dasjohn, to look out for his little brother, that he had lost him days ago. So my pre-empted thoughts were correct, this was Moses’ brother, I sent him a message back telling him I would watch over him with my life… he never sent a message back.
(December 19th 2007)
We are held up in my dad’s old apartment behind my great grandmother’s house. I, Ashley, Thomas, and Dasjohn’s little brother demolished the stairs so no dead could get to us.
(December 20th 2007)
I got a new MySpace message from Dasjohn saying he was close by and on his way, damn! My computer just died as he said Moses is here in a military tank-like thing, he rammed right into the side of the house this is a huge alarm to every undead in earshot of this apartment!! As the dead rushed to us runners and shamblers alike me, Ashley, and Thomas have gotten on the 2 dirt bikes we had hidden in the yard below the roof top where we had look out posts, we jumped down I only had to take down one zombie, a shambler trying his best to get through some barbed wire on the ground to get to me and Thomas, I wasn’t going to give him a chance to succeed.
(January 1st 2008)
Thomas, Ashley, and I have been held up in this School for over 3 weeks and our food is starting to dwindle on none and the dead have begun their onslaught on the barricade… we wont be able to stay for much longer.
(January 3rd 2008)
Trying to sleep… is really hard with all this moaning at the barricade… I feel as if its my job to stay up to protect her, even though Thomas is at the barricade with a 12 gage, I feel like I’ve been blessed to have her back. I would do whatever I had to, to keep her safe. I got up kissed her forehead and headed over to where Thomas was sitting in front of the doors, I asked him if he was sad about losing his mom and dad, he told me his sister was still lost and he would finder her no matter what he had to do, I asked “what if she’s gone?” he told me he would protect me and Ashley with his life, I told him I’d do the same for him.
(January 8th 2008)
We finally got an opening to leave the school thanks to a local army group still in regiment and ready to fight, thought I wish they would have taken us with them, their hail of mini gun fire from the black hawk definitely helped us get out of there and to this old farm house that we’re in now.
(January 13th 2008)
It’s going good this farm area is a good place we haven’t seen a zombie for days (knock on wood) and I and Ashley are finally having the time to get closer. Last night she told me she was glad she was with me and that she felt safe, like as long as she were with me she would make it (once again knock on wood).
(January 18th 2008)
As good as things are here, we’re getting ready to leave. We’re running low on food and need a stable place with no problems like leaky roofs and constantly growing moans coming from the woods… they found us.
(January 23rd 2008)
I got hit by friendly fire by a different gang of survivors, they thought we were zombie. But when Ashley screamed stop, they knew then and there they had made a mistake. They ran off after they fired at us, guess the thought they couldn’t trust us after firing at us. I have to say, I don’t blame them, my arm hurts badly, I probably would shoot the guy who shot me.
(January 25th 2008)
We’re still on the move we can see the San Antonio border and the Army base that has been sending us radio transmissions on the CB, and is still in good communication with us.
(January 27th 2008)
The Base is perfect, we got here and they searched us, to make sure we were not infected it’s a much better way to keep it safe. Way better then the security at the navy base in Galveston. I heard the guard over there let sick people hang together it’s the easiest way to have mass infection.
(December 12th 2008)
Its been a whole year already...... Damn... We've been on the run so long...
Ashley.....oh my god.... the way they tore into her..... I just dont know if I can go on.....
me and Thomas have manage to survive this long..... I'm gonna loose it...
I dont want to get him killed.... I'm sorry Brother....
(March 17th 2009)
I had to leave him!....... I HAD TOO!!! IF I HAD STAYED MY RECKLESSNESS WOULD HAVE GOT HIM KILLED!!!!...... Why am I arguing with myself!? ....Jesus I'm loosing it....
(June 20th 2009)
I'm SICK AND TIRED OF THE MUTHER FUCKERS !!! I CAN HEAR YOUR MOANS!!! I CAN HEAR YOUR CRYS!!! I CAN HEAR HER!!! SHES OUT THERE!!! THOSE THINGS HAVE HER!!! ............SHE..............SHE...............SHE's....... one of them.....
(July 17th 2009)
This is it...... me or them...... now or never...... I love you Ashley......
I'll be with you soon....
To who ever reads this.... please.... find Thomas...... tell him I'm sorry.... tell him
kill me on site.......
(August 25th 2009)
(This Part of the Story is Written by Thomas as he returns to Baytown from Dallas. He had gone there to get a army group so save Ashley and Jeff, he never found a (living) army Group. But, he found a strange old lady who gave him a flask of some mystery Liquid, and before she walked off from Thomas never to be seen again, she said Friendships can Grow if you know who you are inside. ... This is Thomas's Story.)