writing in role 2

Note to self:

i dont know the date, i dont know the time, i dont know anything! my whole life up to this point has just been pointless. money isnt even worth anything anymore you just have to raid stores to get food and drink. this is awful. i cant take it. i remember a civilized england where people would have to work to get stuff not raid and kill to get it. this is morally wrong and i want it all to be over. they took my work. they took my home. but they will never get to me easily. i will fight my way to any survival point and hope for the best. i cant trust anyone. the last people i trusted beat me and took everything i had. its a dog eat dog world out there its is basically hell on earth and only the fittest get by. i need to survive this, i need to survive this! ok lets just think for a bit. where am i now? i am held up in a dirty trench in a field somewhere, it looks like the military abandoned it as it was overrun but no one has come back here so its mine now no one elses!

what am i doing i cant beat them. not alone anyway. its impossible odds i guess thats why the military pulled back so quick. its funny i thought guns would beat a lot of people throwing stones. i guess not. i guess we just wasn't ready for this. i hope if we manage to get through this they make sure something like this never ever happens again. yesterday i watched a grown man beat a child to death for fun. it made me sick to my stomach why are people so cruel. what has the world come to?

i should start moving soon, they say its best to move at night so the rioters cant see you. but they are upgrading their gear everyday from what they steal off the military so it wouldn't surprise me if they have night vision goggles by now. the chances of living go down every day and i just wonder to myself when is it my time? how will it happen? only time will tell.