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I am in the truck again, this one has a window but there is a cover on it that OPENS FROM THE OUTSIDE! Ugh. I will write about this soon, but I think they might take this away, so I might have to write quickly.
I'm back, they are going to confiscate and read this while I am talking to another agent in the interviewing room. I really don't want them to read this. Ugh. They are going to see how insane I am, cause of course, I have been underground all my life, that I might sound insane. Even if you're reading this, I still might sound insane, even though I promise I am totally sane... sometimes.... Also if you are reading this then why does everyone hear seem paranoid and stressed.


Dear Logan Rachel Shepherd,
I am sorry you have to go through this, also if you are wondering why people seem stressed is because there is somebody in our base and they have a bomb, please stay safe.
-Agent Shepherd (your mother)

WAIT WHAT?! NO. NO, NO, NO, NO, My mom died when I was born, My mom died when I was born, but, why would someone pretend to be my mother?! I need to do some research on my mom when I get home. Hold on what else was there, OMG A BOMB, I NEED TO LEAVE. UPDATING YOU SOON
Guys.. I am outside, there is no more Area 51, no more mother, no more agents. Remember the guy with the bomb? Yeah, he set it off. OMG MY BUNKER! NO, NO, NO! Everything that I have lived with, including Socks, is down there! I don't get how I am running, and writing, but I'm about to cry. I don't want to lose everything. I never knew anything about land, but I don't care. Wait! I hear barking! OMG IT IS SOCKS! I am so glad I taught him how to escape with his leash.
It doesn't look like I am anywhere near my bunker, I am in the desert, the bunker is near a forest, I am going to keep walking until I find some shelter or something. I wish I brought water, other then this dumb journal, and I also wish I brought a pencil sharpener, cause this pencil is practiclly dull. Why in 40 years have they managed to change technology like crazy but we are still using the same pencil they used in the 20's? I feel like living in the pendemia or pandemic thing is better than living in a million dollar bunker under a 2 dollar shed in the middle of nowhere. It is getting late; I am going to go find shelter or at least somewhere I can sleep.

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