Saturday, October 29, 2011

June 12, 2022

Woman lived here. Young. Probably didn’t take much when she left, but people have been here since. As expected no food. Some clothes but nothing for me. Some dresses. No where to go in a dress these days. Always appreciate a bed. Something people won’t take with them. There is a bike in her storage room. Surprised no one used it. Tires flat. Looking for pump but so far no luck. Storage a mess so I just have to keep looking. Not even sure I can ride it with my leg hurting, but I will find some way I guess.  

June 10, 2022

Made it to a series of homes. Abandoned from what I can tell. New occupant ME Hope I can stay here a while. I am going to check it out good. Make sure soldiers don’t have anything to do with these homes. Also keep an eye out for any possible neighbors. Dad was never a fan of neighbors. Usually hated when I made friends with them. Meant he had to be nice. As I got older, I realized more and more why he hated neighbors. Zombies would not make good neighbors.

Saturday, October 22, 2011

June 2, 2022

I may never get there. That’s what it feels like but we are getting closer journal. Little nervous. Things haven’t gone well lately. Don’t want to see people. Don’t want to see zombies. Just want to rest and recover. Also running out of pens.  

Saturday, October 15, 2011

May 28, 2022

A sign. City Town Village something ahead. Way ahead. I will get there. I will get there. 

Friday, October 14, 2011

May 23, 2022

A road. Or path. Hopefully it leads somewhere. Anywhere there is shelter will do. I could really use some transportation. This is probably the longest I’ve traveled on foot. Or crawling. Limping. To think there was a time when people crossed the country on foot. Or horse back. Oh what I would do for a horse about now. Actually I might be tempted to eat him instead of ride him. Tough one. Ride him to shelter then eat him. Yea. I wonder what horse tastes like. Can’t be worse than some of the crap I’ve already had. 

Saturday, October 8, 2011

May 20, 2022

I might as well be in the never ending desert. Instead of sand, just trees. Up and down hills. Grass. Trees. Another forest that never ends. And they were worried people were chopping down too many trees. I can’t remember his name, but there was this kid in high school that was absolutely obsessed with the environment. Save the trees. Save the fish. Dogs cats dolphins sharks ants snails flowers birds. Recycle. Donations. Boy was nuts. Wonder if he would save the zombies.

Friday, October 7, 2011

May 15, 2022

Hopefully I’m far enough. Slowed down. This has been hard. Should have never left the city.  It was so much easier going from apartment to apartment. Never figured I would live in so many places. Never figured I would be homeless. Never figured I spend so much time in the woods. Surprised I haven’t seen any thing out here. No survivors. No zombies. So quiet. I’m the only living thing around.