SAFFY
Today we went to Kayla's farm.
It is one of the most tranquil places I have ever been; it looks just like something out of a storybook.
The life Kayla lives there is so very different from my own privileged upbringing and I can't help but be more than a little envious.
Her and her father work the land, they grow vegetables all planted in neat little rows in the fields, they have many types of fruit growing on the bushes and trees in the orchard and breed fish in the lakes, there are bees hives and chickens and ducks. Kayla's dad sells all of their excess produce in a tiny farm shop at the end of their driveway or takes it into the local farmers market. Their home is warm and homely and couldn't be more unlike the house where I grew up.
I would love to live there and be isolated from the horrors of the outside world.
The tabloid papers are spreading rumors about this virus, saying that our country is being attacked from the inside that it will wipe out all of the adults.
Our president has been on TV urging us not to panic and telling us that the virus is under control. He is lying.
Every where people are dying, the hospitals are so overcrowded that they have stopped all routine services such as my physio and the schools in the next town are evacuating their students to camps out in the country. In the streets people are wearing masks in an effort to protect themselves. According to the information on the Internet the virus is wiping out adults on a worldwide scale.
I don't know who or what to believe….