Laughter, smiles and familiar faces. It's all memories now because what’s left is strangers, emotionless faces and suffering. But I believe that it doesn't have to be like this and I can't be the only one thinking like this. It feels like a nightmare and I pray every day that I’m gonna wake up to my mother calling my name and tells me that breakfast is ready. I feel numb when the reality hits me and I realize that will never happen.
My name is Vanessa Malthe and this is my story. I grew up at a farm in Norway. My family is really close. I love my family to death and I would do anything for them. Alexander, my brother is nothing like me and we might fight a lot sometimes but the truth is that we are really a good team when it comes down to it. He is maybe a little bit quieter than me and defiantly more careful especially now. Maybe it will change, who knows. I see now that the only reason why I’m still alive is because of Alexander. But I refuse to just survive, I wanna live. If this is our life now then I wanna make the best out of it and try to see the good in things.
I remember the day me and my brother went on our backpacking trip as if it was yesterday. I brought my camera with me because I wanted to show our parents where we went and all the amazing things we were gonna see. But now I’m wondering if I will ever see them again.
Me and Alexander were backpacking in Russia when the outbreak began. One of those.. Things attacked us and we ran. After we got away we just started to walk a direction. We had lost all sense of direction so we didn't know where we would end up. We mostly stayed in the forest because it seemed like it was mostly the cities the infected would be. We ended up in Chernarus. For a very long time, we just stayed in the forest and lived off whatever we could find.
I have such big hope and dreams about the future. I can't give up now. I gotta keep myself sane and find my brother. If I have lost him for good then I don't know what I would do. I gotta be strong and keep moving forward.