Dear Journal….I don’t know what day it is…I just know it’s a Monday…or is it a Tuesday…I’m not sure anymore..All the days seem to run together lately. I haven’t slept much if at all in several days. I’ve been having to make it on my own, alone out here with the dead…and the living. Things are just starting to get bad and I was afraid I would have to face it on my own but…somehow…I must have done something right along the way…why? Because today I met someone…he was alone too and even though at first I was skiddish…he earned my trust quickly and I his. His name is Toshi and he genuinely seems to be a good guy. We’ve decided to work as a team together and get through this nightmare together. Before meeting him..I was weak…scared…like alittle mouse just running in circles through a big scary maze…But now..I feel stronger and like I can face these…things…Things….I know that isn’t what I should call them but I also know they are no longer human…nor alive. Toshi calls them walkers and I suppose it makes sense…so I will call them the same. We had a few encounters but thanks to Toshi we made it safely to a nice shelter we are currently staying in…its a nice hideout for the time…safe and dry. And even moreso…I got a couple of jobs…it sounds insane working at a time like this, but we all have to survive somehow…I took on jobs at Coach’s and at the Diner…as a SamNella Server…I hope it will be worth it…currently working here at the diner, no one around and I cant help but be scared of being alone…But I still am trying to be positive and hope something good happens…*holds up a bottle of soda* Cheers to surviving the night I guess? I better go before something does sneak up on me…best to not be caught off guard..by living or the dead….
Yours truly, Cas
