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End Of Days Diary - Day 1
Today the world ended…I saw so many people die.
I’m crying, it’s hard to even write this. I’m so scared right now you guys.
You may know me from my previous blogs. It’s still me…Izzy. Except now I’ll only be writing about the zompocalypse. Starting tomorrow I’ll post everyday at 5pm est.
Please pray for everyone, including yourself. I never thought this would actually happen, zombies??
I really hope this is just a sick joke and everything goes back to normal tomorrow…either way, this is happening now.
It’s getting late and I’m not sure what to do. I locked myself in my apartment, in my bathroom hours ago. My roommate’s been gone all day, I hope she’s okay. Shit you guys…is there anyone out there? Anyone to respond?
Gah…I have to be done for the night, I keep hearing things and I’m freaking out that my screen’s too bright. Hang in there America…hang in there humanity…Izzy signing off.
I’m crying, it’s hard to even write this. I’m so scared right now you guys.
You may know me from my previous blogs. It’s still me…Izzy. Except now I’ll only be writing about the zompocalypse. Starting tomorrow I’ll post everyday at 5pm est.
Please pray for everyone, including yourself. I never thought this would actually happen, zombies??
I really hope this is just a sick joke and everything goes back to normal tomorrow…either way, this is happening now.
It’s getting late and I’m not sure what to do. I locked myself in my apartment, in my bathroom hours ago. My roommate’s been gone all day, I hope she’s okay. Shit you guys…is there anyone out there? Anyone to respond?
Gah…I have to be done for the night, I keep hearing things and I’m freaking out that my screen’s too bright. Hang in there America…hang in there humanity…Izzy signing off.
End of Days Diary - Day 2
So things didn’t go back to normal…this sick joke is permanent it seems. The zompocalypse is here and hit the US last night like a bug on a windshield. Happy Freaking Halloween.
But I finally left my apartment!
Okay fine, I only looked out the door, but to a recluse like me, that’s progress. I live on the top 4th floor of my building and honestly, I can pretty much see everything from up here.
So I just checked my street again, it’s empty. I see dead people laying there, at least I think they’re dead? I’m not sure how smart these zombies are if they’re just baiting us to walk past them and get at our brains.
Although, I haven’t actually seen that happen. I did watch the news this morning (thank God we still have the news) and apparently, the zombies are attracted to noise. SOOO…guess I’ll just keep quiet from here on out. Luckily, I have my headphones, but I’m still too scared to actually not pay attention to my surroundings.
Oh! One of my subscribers, @Psiopium, messaged me last night and asked if I have food and other supplies.
Yes, I do. And I hope you do too. My roommate just went shopping last week as well so…sadly…I get her stuff too.
If you have followed me for a while, you know that the only family I really have is my Aunt Joan in Wyoming, some 2000 miles away. I haven’t been able to get a hold of her, but I’ll keep trying, so more to come on that.
Except for Donna, I feel pretty alone, and oddly that makes me feel really safe. For those of you who don’t know…Donna is my red-eared slider, and for those of you who don’t what that is…she’s my turtle. At this point, she’s all the company I need. I really just wanna lay low and hopefully get through the week.
But I can’t just sit here forever, and I know that…so maybe tomorrow I’ll try going out into the hallway or knocking on my neighbor’s door. As of this morning, the only things I’ve heard are sirens and screams…and those don’t last long.
Anyways, it’s dinner time, so, Donna and I are gonna eat, then I’m scarfing down some desperately needed candy. You should too if you get the chance.
Happy Halloween everyone, it truly is the scariest yet.
Again, I plan to post everyday around 5pm. I hope and wish the best for you all out there, please stay safe, keep your cool, and God bless.
Izzy signing off.
But I finally left my apartment!
Okay fine, I only looked out the door, but to a recluse like me, that’s progress. I live on the top 4th floor of my building and honestly, I can pretty much see everything from up here.
So I just checked my street again, it’s empty. I see dead people laying there, at least I think they’re dead? I’m not sure how smart these zombies are if they’re just baiting us to walk past them and get at our brains.
Although, I haven’t actually seen that happen. I did watch the news this morning (thank God we still have the news) and apparently, the zombies are attracted to noise. SOOO…guess I’ll just keep quiet from here on out. Luckily, I have my headphones, but I’m still too scared to actually not pay attention to my surroundings.
Oh! One of my subscribers, @Psiopium, messaged me last night and asked if I have food and other supplies.
Yes, I do. And I hope you do too. My roommate just went shopping last week as well so…sadly…I get her stuff too.
If you have followed me for a while, you know that the only family I really have is my Aunt Joan in Wyoming, some 2000 miles away. I haven’t been able to get a hold of her, but I’ll keep trying, so more to come on that.
Except for Donna, I feel pretty alone, and oddly that makes me feel really safe. For those of you who don’t know…Donna is my red-eared slider, and for those of you who don’t what that is…she’s my turtle. At this point, she’s all the company I need. I really just wanna lay low and hopefully get through the week.
But I can’t just sit here forever, and I know that…so maybe tomorrow I’ll try going out into the hallway or knocking on my neighbor’s door. As of this morning, the only things I’ve heard are sirens and screams…and those don’t last long.
Anyways, it’s dinner time, so, Donna and I are gonna eat, then I’m scarfing down some desperately needed candy. You should too if you get the chance.
Happy Halloween everyone, it truly is the scariest yet.
Again, I plan to post everyday around 5pm. I hope and wish the best for you all out there, please stay safe, keep your cool, and God bless.
Izzy signing off.
End of Days Diary - Day 3
My neighbor didn’t answer the door.
I guess he’s not home. I got curious, so I ended up knocking on others…I’m alone on the 4th floor, you guys. Not one person answered their door.
Granted, I wasn’t super loud or anything, but I know they could’ve heard me. I even tried to say it was me from room 403. Nothing. I mean this is the city, I could understand that people would evacuate as fast as possible, but really? Not one person hunkered down like me?
So that was a bummer, but not without the possibility of a little adventure. I’m going to break into my neighbors’ apartments. Donna already approved, so screw it. I think it’s a pretty good idea.
But this way, I can get as many supplies as possible. If everybody really left, then all of this stuff is just gonna go to waste…wouldn’t you break in too?
That’s what I thought.
So other than that, I still haven’t heard from my Aunt Joan. Honestly, it’s sad…and I cried about it last night…but she could be dead. And that’s just the hard truth with what’s happening out there, there’s no build-up, there’s no music to warn you that something bad is about to happen, no protagonist to save the day…
Just death. Swift and inevitable death.
Kinda morbid, I know. I think I’m becoming more numb, desensitized to death and violence, blood and gore…and it’s only day 3. Shit, that’s not good, is it?
I still haven’t gone outside, well, other than my balcony, but I hope I don’t have to confront a zombie any time soon.
The news is still on, which gives me hope that things can get better, and I’ve heard safe zones are still accepting people. So things could look up, but they also might get worse. Guess we’ll find out.
Not a crazy post today, but hey, I’ll keep you updated. Tomorrow, I begin my adventure of breaking into my neighbor’s apartments! I’ll tell you how it goes in my next post.
Stay safe out there everyone, good night, and god bless.
Izzy signing off.
I guess he’s not home. I got curious, so I ended up knocking on others…I’m alone on the 4th floor, you guys. Not one person answered their door.
Granted, I wasn’t super loud or anything, but I know they could’ve heard me. I even tried to say it was me from room 403. Nothing. I mean this is the city, I could understand that people would evacuate as fast as possible, but really? Not one person hunkered down like me?
So that was a bummer, but not without the possibility of a little adventure. I’m going to break into my neighbors’ apartments. Donna already approved, so screw it. I think it’s a pretty good idea.
But this way, I can get as many supplies as possible. If everybody really left, then all of this stuff is just gonna go to waste…wouldn’t you break in too?
That’s what I thought.
So other than that, I still haven’t heard from my Aunt Joan. Honestly, it’s sad…and I cried about it last night…but she could be dead. And that’s just the hard truth with what’s happening out there, there’s no build-up, there’s no music to warn you that something bad is about to happen, no protagonist to save the day…
Just death. Swift and inevitable death.
Kinda morbid, I know. I think I’m becoming more numb, desensitized to death and violence, blood and gore…and it’s only day 3. Shit, that’s not good, is it?
I still haven’t gone outside, well, other than my balcony, but I hope I don’t have to confront a zombie any time soon.
The news is still on, which gives me hope that things can get better, and I’ve heard safe zones are still accepting people. So things could look up, but they also might get worse. Guess we’ll find out.
Not a crazy post today, but hey, I’ll keep you updated. Tomorrow, I begin my adventure of breaking into my neighbor’s apartments! I’ll tell you how it goes in my next post.
Stay safe out there everyone, good night, and god bless.
Izzy signing off.
