I was always the shy, timid guy in school. Always quiet, always being picked on by bullies; it made life unnecessarily difficult and often led me to think about suicide. But the exchange program I was offered was supposed to change all of that. I was being sent to Chernarus for my knowledge in IT and general computer engineering. This was the trip that was supposed to turn my life around. When the ship I had taken docked, I stepped off, and was greeted by the man I was supposed to be spending the rest of my semester with. A month or so went by before the event happened that would change everything. The day that my life changed forever: July 6th, 2017.
Everyone I had come to know over the past month left me in the dust. To fend for myself against the infected. I guess peoples true personalities show when their life is in danger. It's been a month of quickly deteriorating civilization, and I don't know how I'm still alive to be writing this. To those who might be reading, I might be dead by now. I can't see myself living through this. If I do, I will definitely have one hell of a story to tell.
If by some miracle I'm still alive and you see me out there somewhere, please, come and say hello. I'm always looking for more friends.