i have plenty of ideas in my head, so why not write them down?
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my hand is cramping from all the digging i've been doing but it's finally happened.
the end of the world.
i found my mum's diary (the last book she ever wrote on) and buried all of her valuables and now i'm writing in her diary.
probably too keep my sanity, but i think i've already lost it. i bet my words aren't making any sense as i write it.
i don't remember exactly what happened but i'm very sure i was unconscious for 4 days. i read the newspaper 4 days ago and saw the date and when i checked my phone it was 4 days later.
the war had worsened to revenge-seeking and with the horrible climate change along with that solar flare...it was a concoction for the end of humanity. in fact, probably the end of all life on earth.
scientists had already predicted the solar flare to happen, it was supposed to arrive at 2040 and they had taken measures to delay it, it worked, but it was just a delay. it would come eventually. even with the solar system crumbling, the governments of the world would not put away their egos, they continued the war like the sun itself wouldn't kill them anyway. it was like death race to them, who'd end the world first? the sun or humans.
anyways. i've managed to survive. i don't know how but, my phone is at 3% battery, i'm almost out of cereal and on my last cookie packet but it's been a week since i've woken up.
i wanted to go out and see if anyone else had survived but it's eerily silent. i dug a hole a in the open wound of my living room floor.
when i woke up i got anything i could use down to the basement and locked myself in there. the key is pinned to my bra strap. it's never getting off me.
it smells like sulfur down here. my grandmother said the strange smell of sulfur could indicate that one was not alone. and the company was bad.
i'll have to go for now.
december 10th 2043
someone is upstairs.
i'm hiding in a box inside the closet. i can hear them or it or whatever walking around. they have loud footsteps. its 3 sets of feet maybe, but its timed and rhythmic. a six-legged being? 3 synchronized humans?
i'm afraid now. i've left all the food outside and i'm trying to be as quiet as possible but i'm still afraid.
i don't have weapons.
they're going to eat me alive.
this is exactly like that one 2018 tv show i forgot the name.
they're getting louder and closer now. i don't think it's human, they havent said anything yet. but maybe.....
i heard an arrow sound, like an arrow being shot out of a bow. it's fallen, close by to my box i think..its clattered nearby.
its a man! the person said 'hello' it was a man's voice.
'arnold' someone else, more high pitched said.
'there's food here' arnold maybe said. i hear rummaging, they're going to take all my things.
'someone else is here. it's all recently opened.'
'find them and kill them then'
no no no where's your sense of humanity? was that burnt with the flare?
i'm going to die
i'm going to die no i can't i need to check on
they kicked the box
they've found me.
if anyone finds this book and reads it i beg of you please dont let
