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Dear Diary

Something weird is happening. The news reports say it’s a virus going round but that we have nothing to worry about. Of course school is still open though; that place never shuts. A lot of people were away in my class today; I think there was half of us left. Miss Grey was even off sick; we had a supply teacher who didn’t know what he was doing. Of course we exploited this to our advantage and messed him around a bit. Was a good day in total.

I gotta go, mum’s calling me!

Lily X


Dear Diary

It’s getting worse. It’s only been four days since the news reports aired but in that time the government have offered vaccinations on test patients. They haven’t had time to test it properly, or so I’ve heard.

I’m a little worried, I have to admit. Living in Las Vegas I know how easy it is for a disease to spread in such a widely populated area.

Oh well, I just have to relax I guess. Everything’s gonna be fine. It’s just another scare, like the swine flu.



Dear Diary

School has officially shut down.

Kylie has fallen ill with the disease and her parents aren’t letting her out of the house. I found out about it this morning and nobody’s been answering my phone calls or texts. I’m worried about her.

My parents told me that they were going to the shop to get some supplies and that I was to wait inside and not answer the door to anybody. That was half an hour ago. They still haven’t returned.

I’m bored out of my mind cooped up inside like this. There’s only so much television you can watch, only so much pretending that everything is gonna be okay.



Dear Diary

This is my last entry. I won’t be writing in here anymore. Something awful has happened.

The disease is worse than anybody thought. It’s taken the nation by storm and caused a full scale panic. News reports have stopped but it isn’t hard to figure out what’s going on. You can see them for yourself. The figures out on the road, in the houses and in your garden. The doors and windows are all locked but I’m not sure how much longer I can hold out.

My parents never returned from the shop.

I’m alone and I’m scared.

You can hear the moans, the lonely haunting death calls that the creatures make. They keep you up at night and enter every crevice of your mind. It’s enough to drive someone crazy. It’s constant, never ending. I can’t do it anymore. I can’t.

I have to find a way out of this nightmare.

Thank you for the many years you’ve been with me. I have to go now though.

All my love, Lily. 

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