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~Eleri~
Entry 5
Lucy died last night. I…I don't really know what to write. What to say. It's hard to accept, but I know I have to. Dal managed. It's just, losing her, well, it's like losing Mum all over again.
We knew she was ill. Dad, Dal, me, even Lucy herself knew it, though she wouldn't accept it. She was unconscious when we got up to leave this morning, and she died soon after. I hurt inside, but Mum told me once that life was for the living, and I know she was right, and Lucy agreed with her. That's what kept me going when Mum died. It'll keep me going now.
Everything seems to be happening so fast. I started writing a few days ago, but all my entries have been kind of short and to the point. I think maybe I should get the details down. Just so I have a record.
I think the real panicking started at the assembly at school. I know they were trying to protect us, help us, but it made things worse. Dal and I both knew enough about it to be prepared, because his parents told us. But it was all so gruesome. I remember that day we both went back to Sol's flat over the garage with her and talked about the future. One of the last real talks I had with Sol…
It's strange really. Before the assembly, no one was taking anything seriously, not in Bellevue at any rate. Everyone seemed to think it wouldn't get us. I knew better though, and so did Dal. His parents knew what it was like, and they told us. They know we aren't idiots, and we could take it. That was all only a month ago.
Since then, since the assembly, so much has happened. Dal's parents died, because they were working so close to it all, helping patients, they didn't really have much chance, I suppose. Dal was heartbroken, and we did everything we could. I hated it too. His parents were great, like a second family really. It hurt me to lose them, but it must have hurt him much more. Lucy suggested he come stay with us, as we had a spare room since Sol moved to the garage flat.
Then Sol left. She went up North, to help as a nurse. Things are worse up there, so many people already dead. We were getting news flashes by then, trying to reassure people, but no one really listened anymore. Around about the same time as Sol left, the virus really hit Bellevue. So many people started dying, and all of a sudden gangs of kids were coming in, robbing, destroying. It was scary, but Dad and Lucy stuck it out. We wanted to be were Sol could contact us.
Then the communications stopped. That was when the power cuts started, but only short ones at first. We couldn't get in touch with Sol. That's when Dad and Lucy decided we were going to leave. More and more kids were turning up from the inner city, and we had the boat, so we could leave.
I suppose the rest I've written. We started loading the boat, but Lucy got sick. Then died. I don't suppose we'll leave now. Dad seems so broken. It was like, as long as she was still alive, he could convince himself that everything would be alright, and that we'd get out, stay together. Maybe even find Sol again. Those were my dreams, too.
I can't break down now, not when he needs me so much. I have to be strong for him, and for Dal, and for Sol, wherever she is. Strong like I was when mum died. Dal would probably say I'm just in shock, and maybe it's true. But I'm not going to let it get to me. Not until I'm alone, and it's safe to cry, and I won't hurt anyone else.
We are going to bury Lucy this evening. Dad wants to do it while he still can. I think he has the virus, too. I should go and help him and Dal get things ready.
Amber