I spent the day breaking into houses. It was actually kind of fun. I know the world has gone to shit and there are no cops, no judges. no jail. Shit I wonder how many people survived in jail. "I lived through the apocalypse just to die of dehydration in my cell" wow that has to suck. Still, I had to be Quiet breaking into houses if the zombies heard me they would have swarmed all over me like ants on a circuit board. But it was worth the risk I found a shotgun and a pistol. At least I can fight back now and not just signal for help if I’m attached. Maybe my luck has changed, still I am not going to be so complacent that Im going to let my guard down I’ve seen enough films to know this is when I get eaten.
Journal entry eight. Don’t go crazy.
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