"Day 92... or 93. I stopped keeping count. My phone still has some battery left, but I keep it shut off... just in case. My camera’s the only thing I trust now.
Funny, right? I couldn’t even do basic math back in school. Couldn’t even find my way to the right classroom half the time. Now I’m out here, surviving off scraps and hiding like my life depends on it.
When the bombs started falling — when Russia kicked everything off — it felt like the world ended overnight. Everyone I knew is either dead, missing, or worse.
About two weeks ago... I saw them. The soldiers. Real military, not just random looters. I hid, but I caught a glimpse of him—the Russian head commander. The one they say started it all.
He was right there, giving orders like he owned what was left of the world.
They took some survivors with them. I don’t know where. I don’t want to know.
I was lucky they didn’t see me.
I don’t think I’ll get that lucky again."