Every day of every weeekMy life was the same, tal to muy Friends, go to work, just Irving as anybody, I didn't lake Anything special witt my life and that why Now I'm making the question.... why I needed to be the only survivor?.

The days pasa in silence, I don't remember even how to Express myself, nothing is out of there except bye myself, existing around waiting for the day I can rest in peace.

Everyone was consume by the darkness, disapearing without anybody beside me noticing it, maybe thats why I'm still alive.

I want to live only to know if any effort I can make could bring everyone back, being so alone... Each day my instincts become more notoriua over myself, what makes me human disapears a little each day.

If anybody else was outside... This might be different, but nothing makes a sound, theres no breathing, only mine with a complete feel of isolation in my self.

Anothrt day, another week in this solitary life... Maybe is time to say goodbye.