The Diary of a Dead Man
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January 1st, 2016
Dear Diary,
They’re gone. Everyone is gone. I woke up this morning and nobody was out. Not a single soul was outside. Not even my neighbor Fred, who always mows his lawn at 4 AM. Nobody. I left my house and I explored the city. There wasn’t a soul around. There were remnants and evidence that people had been there, and not too long ago by the looks of it. Half-eaten meals sat at the tables in the local McDonalds. At the Carls Jr across the street, there was even a bagged meal on the counter, waiting to be taken out, still hot. I went to the mall. There was no one there. There were carts with items in them and strollers and all sorts of things you’d expect to see in a mall. There was even a half-eaten pretzel in its wrapper, on the bench, still warm. But no people.

Everyone is gone.

January 2nd, 2016
Dear Diary,
I’ve taken advantage of my situation. Everyone is still gone, and I robbed the local grocery store. I didn’t take everything, but I took enough to last me for the week. Maybe they all went on vacation? Simultaneously? No, that’s too preposteorus. Besides, I got on my laptop today. Nobody’s posted anything since 3:33 AM on January 1st. I tried talking to my friends. They were all offline. I don’t know where they went.
I’ve gone about my day as normally as I can. If I needed anything, I just took it. Everyone’s gone anyways, so what’s the point? I tried watching TV, but nothing’s broadcasting. All there is are reruns and my recorded programs.

January 7th, 2016
Dear Diary,
Sorry for not updating you for 4 days. The situation hasn’t changed much. Everyone is still gone, and the town reeks. I suppose some food has started to rot. I went to the grocery store and grabbed all the food I could, perishable and non-perishable. I’ve come to accept the fact that everyone is gone, and they aren’t coming back. Oh well. I’m prepared for a situation like this. All those post-apocalyptic games I played on Xbox Live seem to have payed off. Speaking of which, I tried going on Xbox Live today. It was still up, but nobody was on. Nobody in the world. I went on Halo. No players in any of the servers. Whatever happened, it was world-wide.

I wonder why it didn’t affect me?

January 9th, 2016
Dear Diary,
Not much has occured today. I will probably only be recording in you whenever anything interesting happens.

Everyone is still gone, if you were wondering.

March 3rd, 2016
Dear Diary,
Today, the local grocery store ran out of food. I took what I can, but all the rest rotted. I’ll try to raid the local fast-food places, but after that, I’m not sure what I will do.

April 22nd, 2016
Dear Diary,
Today, I got food poisoning. I found another grocery store on the other side of the city. It didn’t seem like all the food was as rotten, perhaps it had an automated system to keep it fresh? Who knows. The good news: I got more food. The bad news: Some of it made me sick. I went to the pharmacy to get some medicine, but if this develops into anything more serious, I’m not sure what I will do.

September 22nd, 2016
Dear Diary,
Today, I ran out of recorded programs to watch on TV. Now all that’s left is re-runs. Some of the channels have gone offline. Perhaps the satellite stops working after a certain period of time with no new material? On a sidenote, I feel like today is important. I’m not sure why. Perhaps it was a friend’s birthday?

If you were wondering, everyone is still gone.

November 21st, 2016
Dear Diary,
There are five days until Thanksgiving. I was planning on having a feast, but, most of the food appears to have rotted. I’ll have to begin hunting, if there are any animals around. I haven’t seen one for months.

November 22nd, 2016
Dear Diary,
Today, I caught and skinned my first deer.

November 26th, 2016
Dear Diary,
I’ve just finished my Thanksgiving feast. I had a wonderful meal of roast deer and rabbit stew. There wasn’t much else, now that all the food around has me rotted. The town smells horrible, but I’ve made an effort to take whatever rotten food I find and put it somewhere far far away. I found a dump about 5 miles away, that’s where I’m putting all my garbage and the rotten food. It’s a lot of work to be the last man of Earth. Speaking of which,

I feel really lonely.

December 6th, 2016
Dear Diary,
Today, I made a friend. I found a poor, starving dog. I’m amazed he’s lasted all year, but hey, a dog’s gotta do what’s a dog’s gotta do, I guess. I’ve named him Hugo, after my old dog. Hugo is very friendly and loving. We’ve warmed up to each other quite quickly. I feel a bit less lonely, but that need for human interaction is still there.

December 25th, 2016
Dear Diary,
Today is Christmas. There were no gifts under a tree for me, in fact, there wasn’t any tree at all. I tried to make the place as festive as possible, but there’s only so much you can do in a post-apocalyptic scenario like this. Me and Hugo enjoyed our Christmas despite how crummy it was.

January 1st, 2017
Dear Diary,
A whole year has passed since everyone on this miserable planet disappeared.
A year.
I was hoping they’d be back now, but, I guess not.
Onto another year of misery, I suppose.

August 8th, 2017
Dear Diary,
Not much has happened in the past 8 months. Some of the older buildings have begun to crumble, and all the lights have gone out. My electricity cut out last month. There’s no more television, no more internet, no more lights, no more microwaves or refrigerators, nothing. I was so confident I could live without any of those things when they went last month, but I’m not sure. No. I can’t. I have a feeling I’m not going to make it much longer.

September 9th, 2017
Dear Diary,
Today I heard a loud explosion. I could not identify the source, but it was definitely within a mile of me. On a sidenote, my body is very weak. I should have learned how to survive in the wilderness when I still had people to teach me. Hugo appears to be very concerned for my well-being.

November 7th, 2017
Dear Diary,
Two interesting things happened today.
1. I found a new god to worship. His name is Bob, and he is a chunk of amethyst I found in my neighbor’s home. Bob has not failed me yet, but then again, I’ve only been worshipping him for a day.
2. I identified the source of the explosion I heard last month. The local mall is gone, kaput. A crater in the ground. I’m not sure what did it. Perhaps poor structural intergrity? A bomb planted years ago, meant to go off on September 9th, 2017? Who knows.

December 25th, 2017
Dear Diary,
Another Christmas has come and gone. I was bedridden this Christmas, due to my frail body and multiple sicknesses. It’s a miracle I’m even managing to write this.

January 1st, 2018
Dear Diary,
It’s now been two years since everyone disappeared. I appear to have developed several mental disorders, and a madness of sorts. I’ve been very depressed for months, and I’ve been doing countless dumb things. I went to get myself a bowl of chips, but I grabbed a plate instead. I was expecting my mom to call me a moron for several minutes, before I realized she wouldn’t. There’s nobody left to call me a moron except for myself.

I’m a moron.

February 14th, 2018
Dear Diary,
I can’t do it. I can’t do it. I can’t I can’t I can’t. No. I must go on. I have to go on. But what’s the use?

Everyone is gone.

September 22nd, 2018
Dear Diary,
Yes… I’m still alive. But not for much longer. I’m glad I’ve lived long enough to make it to this day, because I’ve just remembered it’s importance.
Today was my girlfriend’s birthday.

December 31st, 2018
Dear Diary,
Today will be my last day. I can feel it. The 3rd new year since everyone disappeared is tomorrow. That will probably be as long as I will be able to make it.

January 1st, 2019
Dear Diary,
Today marks the 3rd year since the disappearance of everyone on Earth.

Goodbye.

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