Dr. Roberta Drake (Yrs 35)

8/25/1981

Florida, Orlando

7:30 pm Tuesday

Decided to go to town today and get some more rations and it went very well. Most people decided to go into hiding in the woods a few years back, so the stores aren't crowded. Also, since nobody was there at the register I just placed the money down for when the owner hopefully comes. It doesn't hurt too much if someone steals it because it was the old man's money. Dang, that man was loaded with tonnes of cash. Oh, I need to go back out to get something so I'm gonna continue writing when I get back.

I'm on my way to the store. I stopped to tie my boot. Whilst I was tieing, some jerks came in and tried to mug me with knives. Lucky for me, I always leave home with my revolver. shot the A-holes right in the head. (Yes, I know what swear words are, but I want these writings to be as child-friendly as possible.) They had some cool stuff on them too. Stole some more bread and tomato paste from them and now I feel like dining like a queen. Before I forget, I also need to get some paper to keep writing these notes.

Ok, so I'm back at the store now and I have a weird story to tell. You see, there was this little girl wearing a white gown and her like, she dyed her hair blue and she was asking for her uncle. She showed me a picture and it was the old man I shot. I told her he's dead and that the vultures were probably picking at his bones, and she smiled for like a split second. Guess she was gonna get the guy her self if it weren't for me. I feel really bad now, knowing I took something fun away from this kid. I tried to talk to her more, but she skipped away into some really bright light. SO ya, that's my story. Thought it was cool so I wrote it down. The most impactful thing of the day. Anyways, I'm gonna go home now. I know I didn't write much, but I promise to do something much longer tomorrow. I can feel it.

To who reads this, may you sleep well~

Author's Note

Hey, where are the MLP elements? Just wait, it's around the corner.