This random thing I'm writing called January die-ary.
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Januay 5th- Today it started. Walking around it seemed like everybody had the cold. Walking out of the store, I saw a man cough up blood, his lunch, and something... else. He was an old geezer anyway. I'm safest here, in my warm house. Oh yeah, my brother has it now.
January 7th- The other night, my brother also coughed up the mixture. He was carted to the hospital under critical conditions. They said the best thing to do was forget about him. The city's under quarentine now. Nobody can leave. People have picket signs saying The End Is Near! and stuff. I guess people are getting creepy. People don't look good. Their faces are dirty and covered with slime. My Mother said my goth makeup makes me look sicker than them. I'll be fine, though.
January 10th- Okay, so now I know this is bad. Everybody's moaning and groaning, so I try not to go out. My Brother's one of the ones labled: uncureable. My mother just sits outside now. It's like she's unresponsive. It's creepy. People aren't going to get better, she knows that. She needs to come to terms with it.
January 15th- We're all gonna die! They turned into zombies! They're everywhere! My father says we'll all be dead by this time next week. My mother grabbed my zombiefied brother and jumped into the river, wanting to die with him. I can't do this.
January 20th- I.... they..... Rope.... Hang..... doorway..... sor.......*blood spatters*
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