Its 2150 and I survived. I'm one of the last. I thought loosing my family would be the hardest trials in my life, but in this dead world anything can happen. This is my story, my true life from begining to my messy end. Through ups and downs of greif loss and heartbreak, of survival in a desolate world, Totally alone. Somehow I managed to come through somehow I survived. I survived the virus that nearly wiped us all out. Us humans I mean. I have to tell someone. even if all when is said and done there is no one left to know. I have to write it down, to tell my story as maybe this is the last thing keeping me sane.