Hope is just not logical.

Hope is just not logical.

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Last published Wed, Jun 11, 2014

Are you wondering how I got here? Well it's a really long story and it makes me furious everytime I think about it. But, it's my life now and I better suck it up and realize what has happend to Wisconsin. Well, not just Wisconsin, the whole Earth. More then half the population, of Earth, is dead. North America is the least populated and Europe is the most populated. It's probably because they haven't reached Europe quite yet. I'm sure Europe will have more time to prepare. It was just sprung on North America and we all scrambled like birds In the winter. Most people moved to different states but, Mom and I stayed in Wisconsin. I'm sure most of my family is dead. I haven't heard from any of my family, besides my mom. My dad, well... You can guess what happened.

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