strangers

chapter 1

Author's warnings: I will say it briefly; please if you are a sensitive person you recommend that you do not read it. If so, it is up to you. Thank you and enjoy it.

I am in this house, nowadays nobody can go outside according to what the radios said at the beginning of the chaos; the few supplies of water and food are running out ... The strangest thing is that you hear footsteps in the hall, sometimes I feel like going to the door to see who it is, but there is something that tells me that if I observe I will be sentencing my death, I do not know if I will be going mad, because of the loneliness I have been since I was 16 and now it is taking its toll on me. Today, March 2, I am looking at nothing, 10 months or more have passed since what happened, these steps are still heard, but unlike the previous ones, these seem as if they were running.
Today the radios were suddenly turned on like every day.

- hello where you are listening to, my name is Henry, please if there are survivors do your best to communicate- This is the same audio from every day, when I finish saying that the radios turn off and do not come back on until the next day.

After the radio was turned off, I kept looking at that device, which was working without being plugged in and which could not distort the volume, my guts started making strange noises, making me understand that I was hungry.

--I don't know how long I will be able to last only I have a teaspoon of the last can of peas and I only know that I will last only 2 days AS I HATE THIS SHIT! - I had thrown a plate thanks to the rage at the moment, but the most screwed up is that I cut off the palm of my hand after grouting its glass; Going to the bathroom to be able to disinfect the wound with a little alcohol that I had left, I looked in the mirror; I did not look so different from before, the difference was that I had a little grime on me after the lack of a bathroom.

--Ahhhhh-a cry of anguish came out of my lips when I felt the alcohol touch my skin, while cursing myself for the sudden attacks of anger that I have.

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