September 11, 2022

These kids need to snap out of it. I would have moved on by now. No food. They didn’t bring any with them. They probably had food before me. Seriously thinking about going to the house where their tree house was. Probably be to hard for them to go. Might not be happy if I mention it to them. Need them to lead me back though. I’m sure I would find it. Eventually. Can’t be roaming the streets with zombies out there. Kid zombies. Fast zombies. Have to think about how to get them going. 

September 9, 2022

I feel bad for them, but had to remind them that we were in danger. At least that is what I think. That is what they led me to think. They still didn’t say much. One whispered that they knew. I think. Been on the look out. Window to window. Haven’t seen anything. Thinking about this house. The kids might be right. Seems like one of the safer ones. Still. Never can be safe enough. 

Sept 8, 2022

Boys are upset. Stopped talking. In shock maybe. Each in their own spots in the house. They take turns crying. I watch from a distance. I don’t know them. Not sure what to say. Not much to say. It happens to everyone in Zombieville. Friends die. You have to kill friends. When Ethan died I just wanted to be alone. Thoughts were racing. Did that really happen? Why him? Why me? Why not me? Still not over it. Getting into situations like this is a constant reminder. 

September 7, 2022

Just when I was trying to relax. Can you believe it journal? Am the babysitter now?

James and what is his name. I keep forgetting. Came to me in a panic. I knew they knew where I was. Said their friend turned. Sort of. Still not sure what that means, but they are short on answering questions now. So apparently he bit another one of them, who didn’t say anything. He turned, and it got out of control quickly. It happens. They are still pretty upset. I think they had to kill some of their friends. Name had blood on him. Right now we are hiding in one of the houses they say is the safest. Apparently they didn’t kill all of their friends. Not sure why they came running to me. Or was I just in the right place. Maybe wrong place.

Aug. 29, 2022

I didn’t realize it, but I think the kids marked each house. Differently. Maybe that they have been there. They took everything. If it was a safe house. Dangerous one. There was a check mark in one. An x in another. One had holes in the wall in some kind of pattern. Didn’t pay attention to it. Maybe it wasn’t them or just nothing. Mystery. 

Aug. 27, 2022

Wow this right here is the best bed I have slept in yet. Where did they get a bed so big? It is more than enough for two people. Normal size people. Tons of pillows. I just rolled around. Relaxed for once. Shortly but relaxed. All the time it is stress stress stress. There isn’t much time to let your guard down. You know with the killer kids on the loose. Amazing to think they actually killed. Kids. I remember seeing kids on the news killing people, but never really paid much attention. But sitting here thinking. Envisioning them killing zombies. Crazy. Well never envisioned myself killing either. I guess it is different with zombies. Kind of like animals. Hunting. I don’t know. Maybe they have done more running like I tried to. Running works. So does sleeping. Time to nap again.

Aug. 26, 2022

I was thinking about some of the stuff I did as a kid. Riding bike. Playing sports. Video games. Computer. Always messing with the computer. Having fun with little sister. Making friends. I’m sure these kids did some of the same things. Now look. All those things taken from them. They had to grow up in a hurry. No playing games out here.    

Aug. 25, 2022

This must have been another good place to live. It is a shame all these places have gone to waste. If these kids are from here, they must have been living good. Lucky. Were lucky. Or maybe still are lucky? In a way.

Where are their parents? I can’t believe the parents would leave them behind. Mom and dad wouldn’t have left us. Did they sacrifice themselves for the kids? That is something mom and dad would do.

So bored here. Go from one window to the next. Hoping to see something. Anything different. New. I can’t help but think the kids know I’m here. I never see them. These kids are good at hide and seek.