To anyone who reads this journal,
Hello. My name is Emily. I am 16 years old, and just plain sick and tired of this whole "quarantine" thing! I mean, come on! Is this REALLY necessary!? Yeah, yeah, there's a disease, it's "dangerous", whatever. My family and I are starving! We aren't even allowed out to get food, because of the STUPID government! What idiot decided to make them leader!? We are all going insane. How long before man returns to his primal roots? Anyhow, being that we have run out of food, my family and I have had to resort to...other means of satiation. Word to the wise: squirrels are NOT as tasty as people say. The Internet LIES. Also, don't waste your time rubbing sticks together for fire. It takes forever, and I have at least ten splinters! Plus we followed, you know, all those survival movies, what they did, cause they KNOW how to survive, right? One question for all those people who "survived" in those things. You sharpened the ends of all those sticks, but never said what to do with them, or how many to file. Instructions VERY unclear. We have no trees left, and a disturbing amount of giant pointy logs. Now what? Man, survival is HARD you guys. And think about how everybody else in the whole world is going through this too! Something has to be done! But first, I have to find the dog. It's almost dinnertime. I told you squirrels were gross.
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The Quarantine: A Diary
FantasyThe world has shut down. All because of some random disease! I decide I'm not going to just sit here, waiting to die. I am going to take over. Note: This story is COMPLETELY comical. It is not meant to offend, or insult, anyone. If you are offen...
