Part 1: The Beginning

It would be so much easier if things were different. Instead, we’ve been forced out into the middle of nowhere. There’s nothing in either direction for miles around, but that’s probably for the best given the circumstances. The sky is such a light blue that it’s almost white, and so bright it’s blinding. And I’m so, so tired. My hand still hurts, but I can’t spend too much time worrying when there’s so many other things to do. Mom is doing ok, but her anxiety is at an all time high, which can be a pain, but I can’t blame her one bit. Neither of us are used to these circumstances. Since I don’t know where you are, I don’t know if you know yet: there’s no electricity. You’d think I’d be more concerned about my phone, but instead my stomach reminds me that I haven’t had any meat in days. And you know how much I love bacon. We also had to leave Snickers behind, and I miss her little paws, even if we don’t have any tuna to give her. To be honest, I’m not sure what to do. Survive, I guess, is a start, but how am I supposed to do that when even the lake has seemed to turn against me? What once was my favorite place now feels like a torture chamber. And I miss you, dad. I hope you’re ok out there, and I hope we’ll get to see you soon. Maybe that’s enough to keep me going.
Love,
Your Daughter