The Tomorrow 6

So I've had a dA for 10 months now but this past month is actually the first time I've actually used it. Hooray! So if my writing/drawings are amateurish, simple, plain, colloquial, please forgive me.
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Journal 6,

So we packed up camp today and moved on in hopes to find a better place to sleep in. We found this cave about two miles up where we were staying but some old ugly coot was sleeping in it. He kept shouting at us about some shit. It sounded like he was saying, "Help! My foot is stuck in a bear trap! Please! Hey, why are you walking away?! Help me please! I've been stuck here for two days now!" We just kept walking, to be honest, I think he was doing some satanic ritual.

We found an old cabin by a river, it was already being used by a family of three already but the dude was chill enough to let us stay in there for as long as we wanted. His name's Carter or something, really cool dude, he has this great beard that I'd totally kill for.

Oh, Shelly's starting to talk more, now she's sharing stuff about her life before the bombs hit. She's got a pretty hardcore life. Listen to this, she used to be an accountant for a major company but two years before the bombs hit, they fired her. So one day she picks up her guitar and just starts whamming at it and it sounds good. The neighbors hear it and at first they're like, "Hey! Shut up!" but then I guess she was so amazing 'cause she said they fell in love with it and she got a record deal with some company. Either that or she totally just banged them for the deal.