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Haris Day 6

Oh God! Somebody tried to fucking kill me last! I was shot in the stomach but my journal absorbed most of the impact it seems. I’m fucking lucky to be alive, talk about a wake up call! 287 more words

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Haris Day 5

Some asshole burnt down the library while I was sleeping in it, I woke up to flames as big as my dick consuming everything in sight, I grabbed my backpack and ran back to my house. 350 more words

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Haris Day 4

Not much happened over the night, same old noises and same old paranoia, I didn’t sleep well at all. A window was smashed in the night but I didn’t go down to check it out, there was nothing to loot down there so I let it go. 379 more words

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Haris Day 3

I woke up today with my front door kicked open and my kitchen ransacked, it appears that I am a heavy sleeper and did not wake up to hear somebody taking all my shit. 775 more words

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Haris Day 2

So I survived another day, ate some beans, had a cup of delicious bathtub coffee and beat up some looters, all in a day’s work I see. 360 more words

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Haris Day 1

Four days ago, we ushered in a new era. An era of disease, machines, and war, ultimately it was the end of civilized and organized man. 966 more words

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