I stood gazing at the open wilderness before us. I haden't really pictured the outside world this, well empty and barren. With the living dead it was different. There was something to always avoid and take up senseless space, but now that their wasnt anything walking around there was just, soil and earth. The only probable thing that seems to make it less desolent was the fact that all the bodies still layed on the ground. No one yet had claimed the responsibility of cleaning it up. Not that it really mattered now. I mean we were leaving, trying to find a place that may or may not longer exist.

I turned to Isabella and Krystal who were silently watching as the larger ground from our section was assembling together to head the other direction. All the friends and people we talked with were in that group. Some called us crazy for even thinking of straying and there were rumors that people were even placing bets on others like us based on how many days we could survive out in the world alone.

Not that they would notice or care. Once they went their way and we went ours, things were going to be different. Still however, a part of me wished that I was going with them. A part of me wanted to be in that big group going some place warmer and safer. A part of me still had the fears of what lie before us. I gazed then in all the other directions and saw others, like ourselves already heading out. None though were heading north, probably figuring what could possibly still be up there to gain. I often wondered as we left the town of Sharloen, what was there really left to gain What if our families really didn't make it to the camp? What if the camp no longer exists, then what?

We couldn't just simply go there, find out its not there, and come back. No by then winter will be at its worse and we are going to be open game for mother nature.

I looked back one final time at the city as it disappeared from view.

11:46 p.m

January 8, 2009

Today has proven to be more than exciting. We have been away from the city more than 20 hours now and all seems to be going according to plan. No interference except for the god damn weather.
You know its the winter time and we get rain. We get fucking rain! You know that drives me crazy.
Not that I am looking for snow, but we had bundled up thinking we were going to hit maybe some light snow showers or a cold front.

Ok let me give the sitution. Its ten hours since you left a city that has now been abdoned, you left with some friends on your own in the dead of winter. So you bundle up with three heavy shrirts some sweat pants and jeans. You are wearing some snow boots and long socks. It'll keep you warm and dry from the snowy weather. But then NO its snows, and all that you are wearing is getting soaked. Plus you are carying your belongings which, mine weigh a few pounds not a lot compared to other things, but on top of your wet clothes. I was getting a work out, to put it blankly.
The best part is, there is no place to stop and get changed. Then! THen! the wind picks up.

-.- so i was heavy, soaked, and cold. A perfect end to day 1 of our journey. On the lighter notes I did manage to expand my colorful vocab as I trudged with Isabella and Krystal in this shitty weather.

Ok now i got all that off my chest I can talk about other things.

We like i said before did manage to find a place to stay. A run down gas station. Hey its better than nothing.
There are no dead bodies inside and there are still some canned food on the shelves. We can eat good tonight.
But even though it has been a year, the cholocate scattered on the floor is looking mighty fine. I just may have to snag a peice or two later. Persoanlly i dont care if its a year old. Its candy baby!
God only knows how long since its been that i tasted cholocate. I need cholocate. Some cholocate covered cherries,
hersey cholocate bars, cholocate ice cream, malted milk balls, kit kats..SOMETHNG!!!

Well what else to say. Well Isabella is getting better, than from what she was a year or so ago.
She was the emitional one of the group all the time. Sometimes i swore that what this event did to us could never get us back to how we used to be. I cant say so much about that anymore. Looking at them, compared to how they were, i see still some side effects, but also i see some changes. She smiles more and dosent get mad to often.

Krystal was the one that always used to cry. I must admit even now she still does in the dead of night,but that is only sometimes. She is more open to her feelings and we talk a lot more. I missed that a lot.

Me..i see changes to. Maybe there would be some hope left for us after all. Maybe soon i can eat cholocate!!!!!

-bree-

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