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Dear Jordan...

Dear, um, diary? No, that just sounds weird. But then again, it’s definitely not the weirdest thing going on around here.

I’m really starting to freak out. Before all this happened, someone was getting on my nerves, and I wished that they would just disappear.

Well, I got my wish. He disappeared all right, along with everyone else! I am literally all alone. My house is empty, the streets are empty, the whole town is empty!

How did this happen? I can’t be dreaming, but how is this real? I’ve been trying to keep myself calm. Writing seems to help. Everything in town still works, but it is so weird to walk around in silence.

I wonder if there is anyone else out there. Maybe someone like me, who thinks they’re the last person on earth. What a scary thought!

I’m not entirely sure what I’m going to do. I guess I should try to contact someone, if there is anyone. I’ll keep you updated, since you’re pretty much my only companion.
But I’ll call you Jordan. Diary is just too cliche.

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