but I am. I hate to admit it. It's nice. I got used to it. Even if it was deadly. Even if it will kill me. It's so quiet. Peaceful.
I hate the war. Why did it start? I don't know. No one knows. No one can tell me. I hate the war. I've been here for three years. I will die. Soon I will die. I sit at my house every day, sit at my house every day. I play the games I like. I eat the food I like. No one to tell me what to do. No one knows of my existence. No one knows. No homework. No school. No friends. I wonder why. Why did it start? I hate war.
I am 19. I think. I think I am 19. I don't know. I have been here for three years. It's so quiet. Peaceful. I sit at my house every day.
I make up languages. I play the games I like. I eat the food I like. I will die. Soon I will die. The radiation will soon kill me. I will soon die from the radiation. Like everyone else, I will soon die from the radiation.
I have no friends. I have no authority. I have no one. No one has me. No one has me but myself. I hate the war. I hate World War Three.
Nuclear warfare. Explosions. Death. That is all I saw. That is all I remember. That is all I saw and remember. I have been here for three years.
I have been here, alone, for three years. I think I am 19. I will die.
If I do not die slowly, I will die quickly. I will die quickly.
The radiation will not kill me. I found a gun store. I have been here, alone,
for three years. I found a gun store and I found a gun. If I do not die slowly, I will die quickly.
It's so quiet, peaceful, now.