Linrhaine

[COMPLETED] A notebook and a pen. Those were what I bought on New Year's Eve. 

And they are the only things needed for this story to unfold.

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It's the diary that's written by a young kid about his life and how he keeps on surviving in this harsh and chaotic world.

Set in alternate universe similar to earth. War timeline.

The Written Journey

I've never felt being this "rich" before in my whole life. No need to work, food is being served in front of you, everything I need is being delivered to me. All I need to do is sleep and then eat, and then sleep again, and then eat... It's a full cycle of sleeping and eating!!!


I just twisted my ankle, I'm not even on my dying bed! But people take it as if I'm already on my last breath, that I'm so fragile and going to break apart if a single breath! They don't allow me to do anything except sleeping and eating! Do you know how boring it is?!


Sister's worried face was the sole reason why I still do this. And I really cannot say "No" to her. She looked as if she'd cry if I refused to stay on the bed.


Maybe this is how rich guys live their life, only eat and sleep... like a pig.


Now that I think of it, even pigs' life is way more luxurious than me. They don't need to work hard to get food, they don't need to think about how to get the next meal. They just need to eat and sleep until they... become pork.


Okay, I'll stick to my human body then.


Look at this house of ours, an empty 5 x 4 square meters room with one small window beside on the side. We barely have furniture here. 


1. Three sleeping bags at the right side of the room,


2. Round coffee table in the middle of the room, 


3. Our water barrel is set at another corner opposite our sleeping area. 


Yes, that's it. You don't believe me? You can see it for yourself. 


And No, we don't get any bathroom here, even though it's much bigger than our previous house. If we want to take a bath, there's a flowing river near our house that can be used. 


Speaking of, I've just realized...we don't even have a plate! 


Wow... Just, WOW. How can I forget to buy a plate?! Maybe because we don't cook and only living off buying bread, that's why we don't feel the need to have some plate. Or even eating utensils.


Mar 13 : Living a pig's life