my teacher is down stairs you know i think it's safer down there up here it's all raw and somthing bad could happen ya know my poem is i throw it in the trash it's awful i a little sad and a sis check she's doing better she could walk now but grover is a shit face hey um don't mine that she's a bit on the mad side and that's not good i i meant we borded up the doors and put trash bags big ones there very good to like you can see what's going on around the the lower valley cool right well about to bring food to the basement for the sick ones the food supplies is 50 % of our food supplies is gone water is 5 there only 5 left and there 10 plus the teacher that will make 11 of us we'll all trying to do somthing for we won't go crazy it's horribly to stay here for so long.3 hours later me and menda ar going down stairs she a little werided out so i'm g sorry oh what teacher was getting eaten and there sucking his flesh shit shit fuck the shit why why