posted on Jun, 9 2022 @ 04:29 PM
This journal has been sitting on my bookshelf for almost a year. I bought the journal because I felt I needed to find myself and figure out my issues.
It's a beautiful journal, black leather, gold-edged pages, and it's lined paper.
Everytime I looked at the journal I would always say, "Tomorrow, I will start to write in it.", except I really had nothing interesting to write
about. Until now...A few weeks ago people started to change. I mean, scary change. People eating people, little did I know I would be writing the
beginning of the Zombie apocalypse.
The End