Wake Up

LAST ENTRY: 6/14/2012 2:27pm

CURRENT ENTRY: 12/19/2014 9:51am

I don’t even know where to begin…

I remember seeing the end of the world.

I remember the pits of blackened bone, charred and dusted like the remnants of an ancient fireplace now cold and wet with rain.

I remember running and tripping over the bodies of my friends and family as the rain turned to painful drops of acid and ate through our clothes like nothing.

I remember bricks from towering skyscrapers falling down like near-weightless leaves in the fall, seeing them falling almost serene as if they held no danger, until they came crashing down into the children’s heads…

…and I remember Sam.

Sam is 15 now.

Over two years ago found her chained like a dog in an abandoned school, the men holding her captive were using her as a sex slave….needless to say they are dead now.

Shortly after that day I posted a final journal entry on the net – then the internet went down.

Since then Sam & have become family.

We rely on each other for everything.

We’ve found a home for the time being and there is internet in this small town so I’ve decided to start updating our progress again so that others may learn from our past and present mistakes and successes.

I’ll be updating our current situation as well as retelling some older accounts that may be of use.

Until then – stay safe.

– Sam & Ron

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