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Jackson 2036
Dear lord...Where do I start? I couldn't believe living would be this difficult. Especially with our current situation with the virus. It taken over our world and there was nothing we could do about it No cure Just more pain, loss, grief. I haven't written in here in so long Sorry journal I've been busy with things. It's nice to feel wanted. Maria and Tommy helped me a lot. I just couldn't believe it when Tommy shot my father... It's been two years, and it still hurts. It feels like yesterday, but I make sure to keep myself up. Be happy and grateful for my time
DEVON SAWYER laid out her yellow dress, which she had tooled up a while back. She decided to wear it for the day since it was sunny out. The girl adored a sunny time in Jackson. The bowl of light shining above, the wind blowing through the air—Devon would skip through the woods to find a tree to climb, only to see the town from high up above.
Only the people who are on "duty" are allowed to get past the gate. Devon wished to find her way up there one day without being caught. So many people were always on the lookout, and she had no way to even try.
The dress fitted the young girl perfect and was right in shape, and what she loved most about the outfit were the layers. How she'll twirl, skip, and run with the fabric waving around. It was peaceful. At least she'll think that.
Devon hummed herself a tone of. It's all you would see when she walked by. A huge smile on their face and swinging through the wind. And that is what she is doing now. Out of her house, skipping through the city just because—just because. She shrugged her shoulders. They'll tell others that she doesn't need an exclamation on everything she does, and she's just living her best life.
