It’s been three years since the end of the world.
I don’t remember the last time I really talked to another person… It gets lonely out here sometimes.
When everything first started, it was just my sister Ava and me barely scraping by. It’s funny how quickly humans make bad situations worse. We learned early on to avoid other people. Sometimes they are like you. Just trying to stay alive in this hell, but it’s not worth the few times we were almost killed for our food or simply for Ava.