{Mental diary}

It's been 6 months since this zombie apocalypse started, I've been collecting any resources I could and I'm trying to keep my mental stability in order, my physical form has improved more since this...

Ivan: holy shit I got lost in thought again I better get supplies...

I go into an abandoned convenience store and see if there are any resources or medicines but I see a girl who looked like she was maybe in her third year of high school.