Wednesday, August 8, 2012

The Road Becomes Distorted

So much has happened. I couldn't update this as often as I wanted because Damen told me months ago someone unpleasant might be tracking us through this. I can hardly remember all that has occurred; the days and weeks have been blurred together. I can't believe so many months have passed by. School must be starting soon. I'm sure my name will be called on the roster somewhere.

June's dead. Damen's missing. He told me he would come back to get me. It's been weeks now, I think. I can't say exactly where I am; Damen will have a fit. But it's far away from civilization. I had to travel about a day and half on foot to get to a nearby town. Pretty old town, lots of trees. Must be somewhere in the east. Was able to nab a laptop from someone in a coffee shop. I can't expect this thing to last another day. So it might be a while before you hear from me again.

I wish I could say what all happened. I can't get my thoughts together. Everything just went to fucking hell in a handbasket. I need to write it all down before my memory fails me altogether. Might help if I find something to eat.

I'm sure there's more to come on this barren road I'm taking. I can't escape it now.