This world feels like a husk right now, an empty world like this one. Most of humanity is now gone. Only a few of us remain. Funny thing is, this diary I started was just a fun thing I wanted to do. I probably wouldn't have even got past day 2 under normal circumstances. Now, this is a memoir to those that would otherwise be forgotten. Proof that they lived. Proof that I lived. Proof, because one day, I'll disappear too and no one will remember the boy in the corner, especially if I die by *their* hands. This is my story and the story of the people lost to the sands of time after the world collapsed. This is a goodbye to people I can't remember.