It had been at least 9 months since the bomb was dropped on California. It was like the actual apocalypse, and it was technically the apocalypse for the Mcdoodle family, and a bunch of other people around them. There were bandits, tradesmen, and Merrymen. All of which were doing pretty good for themselves during this time, and with a large amount of mutated cockroaches, some of which danced.

But for MJ and her family, their lives weren't as action packed and exciting. In fact, they had taken turns going on scavenges to bring back stuff to the bunker. It was Mary's turn to go out this time, so she packed up some supplies, and headed out on the road.

It had been 8 days since she left her family's bunker, and she's found things like water, a gas mask, and even some playing cards. But no food.

She chose not to worry, and instead decided to just write in her personal diary.

"..."

So MJ sat silently outside of an abandoned grocery store, which had already been ransacked, and started writing in her diary. Mostly stuff about how much she missed school and Tuba lessons.