“What are you doing here?” Quinn stood beside me, but I didn’t look up to him.
“Just wanted to think.” There are so many things that are making my mind so cloudy. There are things I want to think about, alone, like reflecting on the things that I have done and I didn’t do.
I have been sitting under a tree for a while now, just staring in front of me. But actually, there’s nothing I want to think about other than getting out of here and being back to our normal lives, normal living, and being back with taking videos for my Vlogs.
But thinking about the people who had died here, those people who had died just right in front of us, gets me back to the reality that we are stock here, and is making me to start to feel afraid that I couldn’t do those things because there is no certainty t
