When it happened.

Before it happened I was a different person. I couldn't fend for myself, I depended
on my grandparents to do everything for me, back then I didn't realize how much they
really did do for me. I lived a normal life like any other stuck-up sixteen-year-old would.
When it happened I had no clue what to do, so many died...so many. I'm keeping a
journal of what's happened, (and it's not really the best of things that could have
happened.) Where should I even begin?......