Personal Message

September 29 2014

Tonight was a clear sky I asked Ray if we could look at the stars. So we went star gazing. Eden pointed out the big dipper and other constalatins while I draw. Stars are so beatiful.

October 1 2014

Im staying up late becase I saw a owl outside my room. Ray doen't know so I'm trying to be quiet. I drew six more since owls are cool. 

Edit: Anette saw my drawing the next morning. She liked the colours I used, and she said she'll draw me something form me but she wasn't really good.

I got cought by Ray. He wasn't happy. But when he saw my drawing he said he'll draw me. Is this how I look like? I know I have curly hair but there is no mirrors here that I forget how I look like. (Ray is not very good)

October 19 2014

ANETTE IS A LIAR. I asked her to draw my farm and I described it to her. She's reaaalllllly good.She agreed to give me drawing lessons. We start tomorow.

October 31 2014

Happy Halloween! I think the lesons paid off. My drawing is 100000000000000000000000000000000000 times better then before.

Description
 
Jada Hayden
 
Birth: July 26 2003
 
Born: Georgetown, Ontario
 
Age: 11
 
Nationality: Canadian 
 
Family:
Colton Hayden- dad/dead
 
Muffy Hayden- mom/dead
 
Knox Hayden- brother/dead
 
Gladys Hayden- sister/dead
 
Occupation (pre-apocalypse): student
 
Weapon choice: plastic spoon
 
Role: lethal weapon in the making
 
Basic traits: logical, strong-willed, adventureous
 
Flaws: causes trouble, overthinks, cynical 
 
Unique Trait: she has one kidney
 
I woke up on the floor in a closet room. My head hurt. Also my memories were fuzzy. I could recall my past but it was the present I had trouble with. All I remembered is the zombie apocalypse and my family and I running... Oh no. 
I ran to the door and opened it. As I ran, I bumped into an old man. 
"Woah," he said as he balanced the tray of food in his hands, "I see you are awake."
I moved back a few steps. 
"What happened to my family?" I asked. Crap, that was not what I wanted to ask first. 
The old man was quiet for a moment as he placed the tray of food down onto a table; presumably for me. 
"I'm sorry, I couldn't save them."  He explained the fate of my family prior to losing my memories.
No. This- this was just a bad dream... No, this was not. This was reality, I had to get used to this. I could feel my eyes stinging. Keep it together, control your emotions. Oh who am I kidding? I'm an emotional wreck. There was no point of bottoming up feelings. I started to sob, the old man comforted me. 
 
Weeks later I learned more about the old man- I mean Raymond. He was kind and had an extremely good taste in music. So I had started to trust him. Also, he is the head of a survival group. He decided to take me under his wing shortly after we met, to make it up to me. He really didn't have to. I could probably make it on my own... Okay, that was a lie. Although, I am grateful to have met him. 
 
I also made friends too. A guy named Eden and his dog Pupcake. I love that name, Pupcake. It sounds adorable. Sometimes I'd go with him to restock food rations. That's my favourite time of the day. Eden would tell me his past romance with his boyfriend. And he would bring Pupcake, who'd sit in my lap the entire time. It was like reading a good romance novel with a beloved pet. But orally. Wait you can't read an oral story. 
 
Training with Raymond was another part of my daily routine. It comes in second after story time with Eden. It would always start of the same way we always do. 
"What do you want to be Jada?" Raymond would ask. 
"I want to be a killer," I'd respond.