Journal Entry

Journal Entry

Andrew McRoonis

September 25th 2015

I’m lucky to have you diary. As you hide under my dirty, half thin disgusting excuse for a mattress. I come back to you every day without fail to scream and cry at the world in written form. I’m lucky to have you diary.
Today however, I had a change, something that will change my life forever and would make my friends in the colony overjoyed, and help them finally have peace of mind.
I am no longer in the presence of those monsters, the Raiders, I am no longer their property. A man claiming to be my uncle Steve McRoonis, my father’s brother came for me and rescued me. I am now sat in a jeep on my way to the airstrip so that my uncle can take me to live in the United Arab Emirates, for a better life. There is talk of strong infrastructure there, Some say they were prepared for armaggedon. I’m staying quiet at the moment because I am still in shock of what happened back at that place where they kept me and used me as a servant. The Raider chief, Anton, started to beat my uncle, blood was pouring from his face. My uncle struck Anton in his ugly face, right in the nose. It popped on impact and penetrated the skull and killed him instantly, so my uncle and I made our escape from the building straight into this Jeep.
Uncle Gerard has been telling me stories of what he and my father used to get up to as children themselves. I did laugh, although only in my head. I just can’t show any emotion right now or I will just break down and cry. I overwhelmed at what has happened in the last hour and a half. I don’t know if I would cry in happiness or if I would cry from all the abuse I have taken which feel like its bursting from my stomach, this is why; I’m lucky to have you diary, to show my deepest inner emotions.
I can’t believe that this time tomorrow I will be in The UAE, I have heard a lot of the place, of how there’s no wars, no Raiders roaming the streets with guns, and no brute public killings. Just a better life, which I...