October 7th, 2012 6:30 PM
It just seems like yesterday.
Everything in the world was pretty normal as normal can be. Politicians continued to prove their inadequacies by arguing over the stupidest crap while the citizens of the US continued to suffer. People continued to give a fuck about what happened on the latest reality TV show that shows the everyday life of ordinary people and somehow we're more excited about the prospect of a royal baby than we are excited about our own children.
Then the whole world changed on January 12th, 2012...
News reports began coming in over the radio of a simple outbreak of your random virus a week before. Many had shrugged it off as something akin to SARS or the swine flu. News reporters droned on and on about the precautions everyone should take in case of an outbreak in your county, town and state. The CDC in Atlanta claimed the situation was well under control and was just the usual stuff with the flu. A couple of days later, the CDC announces the outbreak of the "flu" was under control and would dissipate shortly if everyone followed the instructions that were shown every broadcast and every commercial.
Of course there were the crazies that proclaimed it was the end of the world and god's way of casting his wrath down upon us for being sinners. Who would've thought the crazy psychos with the cardboard signs would be right?
Now everything is a shell of its former self. I haven't heard the latest news but I would guess that about 100% of the surrounding county and the state of Missouri are completely infected. 100% of major cities in the US and around the world are infected and overrun. The infected roam the streets and countryside looking to kill anyone left alive.
As for me, I'm stuck in a studio apartment with my little sister, who was lucky enough to be with me when shit hit the fan.
Nothing has been on TV since the middle of September, so its safe to assume that me and my little sister Ally are the only ones left in the whole state, possibly the entire country and the world.
It feels silly that I'm writing down my thoughts about what has happened when the odds of people reading this diary are less than negative 0. Yes I know that a negative zero doesn't exist but fuck it.
On the off chance that someone does discover this diary, I want it to be known that I had lived a full life despite only being twenty years of age. My little sister and I were the loving kids our folks had hoped we would be. Even if you're the strongest person and can weather the worst storm, eventually you break down.
The following book contains diary entries detailing my struggle to keep me and my sister alive and breathing. Whoever reads this, if you are still trying to survive, may it bring you hope.