07. Buried them

1993 Aug 17

I'm supposed to be able to talk to someone but nobody is around. Everyone's dead. I went around the blocks sobbing, yelling.

Nothing is ever going to be normal again. I'm living in a time of plague. Worse than black plague.

I dug two holes in the back garden. Near where mom like to plant. I'm so fucking stupid, I didn't even dig them very deep. I was crying and couldn't see. My dad's shoes are poking out of the dirt.

Nothing is ever going to bring them back and everything is wrong. Never in history have things been as fucked as now.

Fuck you, world. FUCK YOU.