This Old Bridge

Madeline Rickard – Indy writer   If we were still friends, I’d text you about my day at least once a week   Give random questions and ramble on about …

CPR

Zachary Seda – Indy Writer   There was no wind that carried the smell of hotdogs and soda. There was no vibration to feel like the beat of a drum. …

My Journals 16-18

Zachary Seda – Indy Writer   My Journal #16 – 08/12/2215 – 12:04PM   It was awful to watch.   They were attacked at night by those things. At least …

My Journals 13-15

Zachary Seda – Indy Writer My Journal #13 – 08/08/2215 – 8:23PM   Its Jason again. I lost this recorder when Sarah and I got ambushed. I just found it …

My Journals 10 – 12

Zachary Seda – Indy Writer My Journal #10 – 07/29/2215 – 8:17PM Hello? Hello? Is this thing recording?  Oh there is goes. Okay…ummm… This is Sarah Johnson, uh, I was …

My Journals 7 – 9

Zachary Seda – Indy Writer My Journal #7 – 07/24/2215 – 5:09PM I found food in the house I can have. I’m just bringing anything that doesn’t have a short …

My Journal 4 – 6

Zachary Seda – Indy Writer   My Journal #4 – 07/21/2215 – 10:03PM I think I’m safe. I’m not sure. I have no idea what is going on. I know …