Dear... Whoever,
I can't understand. Why is this happening? Will I survive when it's all over? Can anyone be saved? I don't know. It's frustrating that I have more questions than answers. Everyone is counting on me. I'm afraid that I'll let them down. Will they be happy with my choice? Do they even trust me? I'm afraid. I'm all alone. I don't know what scares me more- Them, or having responsibility. I am responsible for these people's lives. If I make one wrong choice, we all die. How did it turn this bad? Do you have any answers? Sometimes I think it would be easier if I was one of Them. Then I remember everyone in our group. Unfortunately for me, they need me. They ask me questions, I ignore them. Don't they know I'm as clueless as they are? No, I guess not. If it has to end, I want it to end united. I hope They don't get us first.
- J