Day 20

Dear Diary,

I've been feeling down recently. I don't know what it is. I guess it's just the general emptiness of the current world. As I said a few days ago, it's been years since I've last seen an alive person, but believe me, I've seen a lot of people in these years. I just wish they'd respond to me when I waved at them or something. I know that's not possible, since their bodies are too frozen for any movement, but hope dies last. 

I just wish I wasn't alone. That's all that I want. The only thing I have is you. Forgive me, but that's not a lot. At least you listen to me, that's all I can ask for, realistically. I don't know what I'm saying. This frozen over hell is slowly making me insane. 

I saw a kid yesterday, he looked almost alive. What did I do? I searched him for anything useful. I did feel slightly bad, but that quickly faded. 

It's kind of hard to write about your emotions when they've become numb by the cold just like your body. Enough for today, I might feel better tomorrow.

Day 22

Dear Diary,

Today was bad too, but it doesn't matter. Nothing special happened, I just felt bad. Today I'm feeling slightly better, but I think I've got a cold. Which isn't that unusual, I guess. I still think something is dislocated, because I do feel a slight pain when I walk, but seeing as I know nothing about anything, I don't know what to do about it. I think I'll go to the local library and try to find a book on it, that is, if the library hasn't been ransacked. 

Day 23

Dear Diary,

Didn't find a library. I guess nobody reads around these parts. My leg hurts less today, so that's good, or bad, not sure. I did find a building that looked like a school while going through the town, so I'll visit that tomorrow or another day. There might be something useful there.