January 4, 2016
Dear Journal,
Schools are closed, stores are closed, everything is closed. Luckily, my parents had stocked up enough food for a year. You should see my basement. Instead of it being an open space run-around basement, it's now a storage room full of food. Crazy. The most food we have is the noodle cups, I don't know why I counted our food but I guess I was bored to death. Nothing happy or good has been happening in neighborhood, because there used to be lots of happy kids running around in the park or adults or teens biking around the streets. You can call me a loner at my school, cause I haven't talked about my friends ever. Well that's because I don't have any friends; my only friends are music, my writing world, and books.
(A/N: Hey guys, I'm going to update a sap until I catch up to the actual date. Then I'm going to write a journal entry everyday. Comment if you like it!!)
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This Is The End...
MaceraWhat if this year 2016, was the end for everyone? What if it affects everyone, how will "she" cope with it? What if "she" starts a journal on the first day of the year, 2016? What if she has to embark a journey to stop this madness or what if the sc...
