Journal Entry 115
October 9th, 3012

“Today is the first day I’ve actually been able to lie on the ground without having a gun to my head. I get to finally look at the stars without blood trickling down my body or hearing the screams and cries of survivors… Maddi got caught by an enemy; it’s just me and Owen now. He went out to get supplies for my sprained ankle. I hope he makes it back safe. I told him he should have left me; I’m a liability. Should I steal a gun and make his life easier?” You close your journal and stuff the wrecked notebook into your backpack. You contemplate whether or not you should go through with your plan. You don’t want to get Owen killed, but before you can even consider it, Owen is hovering over you with a soft smile on his face. You think for a moment, “…maybe just today will I stay another day.”