Wednesday, 31 December 2008 - 4:40 pm

No words

I keep sitting here and staring at the screen.  I’m watching the battery run down and I don’t know what to say.  I can’t stop shaking.  I can barely speak; my throat is so sore.  I haven’t cried yet – everyone else has, but I can’t.  I just can’t.


There’s only eight of us left now.  The others– I keep seeing them.  There was nothing we could do.  There was nothing anyone could do.


The world is broken.  It’s broken and it wants to kill us.  All of us. I think it might succeed.


I can’t do this now.  The others need me.