Dear Diary
Dear Diary,
Trying to find a job is a bitch.
Dear Diary,
I’ve found a new job opportunity at a new restaurant in town it’s a beautiful place and the pay is decent! I've got a call, I’ll get back to you later on more details.
SO EXCITED!!!
Shit's hit the fan Diary,
It doesn’t help to be scared. But If you say you’re not you’re a fucking liar. I’m naming these things shadows because zombies are too light of a fucking meaning- The shadows are the only thing that aren’t scared because they can’t feel a damn thing. Just seeing them skitter around is enough to give nightmares and when you can’t move because you’re going to die if you do…
Sorry Diary I don’t like crying, especially on you. I know I’ve been crying a lot but I can’t help it. I want to stay alive but just being surrounded everyday and all you have is a fucking bat to protect yourself isn’t enough.
Dear Diary from God knows how long ago,
Just laying in water is bad enough, but in someone else's or my own blood, It’s funny to think I liked watching action movies a long time ago. Anyway I can't really move out or away from it if I wanted to, attention is the worst thing you need right now. and this is the best place I've been in a long time. Unlike back then, back when everything was complicated and you needed to be all pretty and shit to get meaningless things.
My eyes were clouded back then but now all I see is the painful truth now. The military trucks are abandoned and bullets laying everywhere. Embers floating overhead, smoke rising above into the heavens. I wish I was there. But I don’t want to die. I DON'T FUCKING KNOW ANYMORE! All I want to do now is just lay here. All I can do is try to stay alive.
For now.
Dear Diary,
I thought I could trust others. But now if I see them, I feel sick.
Diary,
I haven’t picked you up in so long that it wouldn’t matter telling you what i’ve been through. All I can say is that my right ear is gone and almost deaf in the other. I’ve been on the road for God knows how long, and all of my old and new friends are dead or Shadows now. That term is funny. But guess what, I found out something fucking interesting that I’ve-no, all of us have been FUCKING INFECTED. Before she died, some sort of biologist or rocket something; she said that this disease we have is in the water and because of rain it’s spread everywhere. I’m-
I’ve got to go.
Hey Diary, Here’s a joke- you’re not alive, and I’ll be the same soon. Badum t...