Infatuated

Lost Hope

Dear Diary,
Things aren't the same since the last time I wrote to you. The TV said it's a virus or something. I'm not really sure, but I do know that it's making people crazy. They are coming after people, killing them. It's so scary. Mom told me to write to you when I feel scared so here I am. We have to leave our house, mom said it's not safe here anymore but I promise I will bring you with me where ever I go. I don't really know what else to write right now but thanks for listening.

-Ellie

Dear Diary,
We found some people a few days ago on the highway. We were trying to leave the city and the traffic was terrible. Mom met a woman named Meredith and her family. They are kind of old but her husband, George, is sweet. He gave me a candy bar and he even had some crossword puzzles in his car for me to do. I don't like their son though. He's around my moms age and he's kind of rude. We also met this girl named Emma. She said she was a pagent queen, I wish I could've been in a pagent. Maybe when all of this calms down, mom will let me be in one. Oh and we met Nick and Olivia, they are seventeen and are DATING! I've never had a boyfriend before but I think Nick is really cute. Olivia is so lucky. I saw them kissing last night. I wonder what thats like. Anyway, we found an old house up in the woods, George thinks it's a good place to "lay low" for a while. I think he's right. Well, mom just told me to go to sleep so thanks for listening.

-Ellie

Dear Diary,
Nick and the boys went on a run to get some more food today. He looked so cute. I wish I was older because he sees me as a baby. I'm onlyy four years younger than him but he always calls me kid. It makes me so mad. I don't think Emma likes me that much either. She caught me using her make-up last night and yelled at me for "wasting it". I don't know why she got so mad though because I was just trying to look more like Olivia. I wish I was her. Mom said that tomorow, a few people in the group are going to go look for us a more permanent place to stay, walkers were all over the place when we woke up this morning. It was so scary. I'm going to go eat lunch now, but thanks for listening.

-Ellie

Dear Diary,
Sometimes when it's quiet, I think I can hear the way the world sounded before. The planes, the cars, the radio.
God I miss the radio. I am asshamed to admit that I miss the radio. It's a simple thing, stupid even, but I miss it.
I miss my bed too. It wasn't anything special, just a basic twin sized mattress on a basic metal frame, but the comfort it gave me has been unmatched since all of this started. Mom says that things will get better, that this isn't the way humanity is going to come to it's end, but I'm not sure. Things haven't been the same after part of our group went on a run a few months ago. We lost Olivia, Brian, and Emma. Mom said everything happens for a reason, and that it was just their time to go but I'm not so sure. What kind of reason justifies three people being ripped to shredds just to feed something else. I just don't understand. That's all for now, thanks for listening I guess.

-Ellie

Dear Jurnal,
I refuse to call you a diary. Diaries are for little girls that have nothing else to write about except how someone took their favorite toy during recess or how some boy doesn't like them back. I heven't written in you in months. I didn't think I was ever going to write in you again but now that I'm alone, I don't have anything else to do. I can't sleep anymore. I see mom's face, the walkers ripping into her side as she screamed at me to run. Those ugly motherfuckers got everyone. Everyone but me. Why? Why was I left alive? What good am I on my own? I don't understand the reasonings behind any of this. I'm really hungry too. I haven't eaten in days and I think this might be it. Thanks for listening I guess.

-Ellie