The Journal of Madie Beartri

Journal 75

I came to a sudden realization that afternoon at that abandoned building. The life I knew was gone. I wasn’t going to get it back. I cried when I saw that Hannah was dead. It was the last straw. I was not going to continue to live in fear. I had to change things. I thanked Matt and Jonas for saving me. They said they were just passing through the area looking for stuff. I asked them if they belonged to a gang, and they said No in unison. It made me giggle because they answered many of my questions in unison. Matt and Jonas helped me carry Hannah back to the apartment and on the way, I asked them to join my gang. I gave them a long speech about how it was safer and that gangs could change the community for the better.

We buried Hannah that afternoon. It’s easier to dig a hole when you have help. It was a nice service. It was sad but nice. Hannah was a good leader, and I learned a great deal from her in the short couple of weeks that we got to know each other. She had confidence that I didn’t have and strength to continue with life. I think she gave part of that to me.

Deciding on a name for our gang was not an easy task. All of us living in the apartment thought of gang names for several days and then we held a meeting. I can’t remember all of the gang names mentioned but most of them were bad. Let’s see there were the Chieftains, Gators, Blue Jays, Robins, Kawasaki’s, Raccoons, Badgers, and Trojans. The list covered an entire page. We finally decided to refer to ourselves as Highland Heights. This was the name of the gated community.

Life was getting good. We all worked as a team, and we spread the word in the community that gangs could help gangs rebuild our city. Then the fire happened. Someone tried to build a fire in an apartment across the way from ours. We could see it through the windows. It didn’t take long for the fire to get out of hand. Several apartment complexes including ours burned to the ground. We were all homeless. I went to Bear Country High School on Lafayette Blvd. It was just down the road. We decided to break into there and stay for a few days until we could find a new place to live. We never left.

Journal 74

It wasn’t long before I ran out of food in my house. I spent the next day’s going from house-to-house savaging for food.  Most of the homes in my neighborhood were empty. The families that lived there left trying to escape the disease. I became really good at breaking into homes. My problem was that other children were also breaking into homes looking for food. It didn’t take long before every house in my neighborhood had been broken into and picked clean. Sometimes I went days without anything to eat.

My first friend was Hannah. I met her one day while in town. I was looking for food and trying my best to stay away from the Hyenas. They were a particularly brutal gang. Rape seemed to be one of their favorite activities. I made a wrong turn and ended up in an alley with only one exit and the Hyenas were close behind. I ducked behind a pile of crates and boxes. I was trying to be quiet and wishing, hoping the Hyenas were far enough behind me that they didn’t see me go into the alley. Someone grabbed me from behind. I almost had a heart attack. It was Hannah. She told me to be quiet. We slid into a cellar. I believe she saved my life that day.  For the next few weeks, we hung out together. Hannah and I had a lot in common. We were both only children, liked the same music and watched the same TV shows. Both of our parents had jobs that kept them in the area during the virus. Hannah lived in a gated community in an apartment with several other children. They helped each other survive. This is where I met Pete and Lisa. One day Hannah and I were out looking for food. We were talking and laughing and not paying attention to what was going on around us. We ran into the Hyenas. It was too late to run. The Hyenas tied and dragged us into an abandoned building on Chase Street. The Hyenas drag Hannah into a back room. I could hear her crying and begging them to stop. I struggled to get free, but I couldn’t. Hannah finally stopped crying, and the Hyenas came out for me. I was terrified. This was it. I was finally going to die. That’s when Jonas and Matt showed up.  They were my heroes. They beat the Hyenas to a pulp and left a bloody mass of broken bodies on the floor. Hannah died that day. We couldn’t save her. What a waste.

Journal 73

It has been a good morning. The cabins by the lake are in much better shape than the lodge, there are no broken windows or doors off their hinges. I spent the morning doing a little light cleaning and gathering wood. I even found some delicious berries while exploring. The girls and I have been sunbathing most of the morning. Aleece and Lost are also enjoying the great outdoors. Lost is having a good time. The little four-legged critter hasn’t stopped running around since we got here. She is certain that she is going to catch one of those squirrels. We are waiting for the boys to return from their little hunting expedition. I think its male bonding because we have food. The girls and I have decided that we would give them until noon to return and then we are going to break into the stores and eat what we brought from Bear Country.

Yesterday evening at the lodge brought back memories from the past. Those were sad and horrible times. I have tried hard not to dwell on what happened back then. Unfortunately, it is impossible to erase certain memories from your mind. My parents’ deaths crushed and broke me. For a few days, I wanted to die. My heart hurt so badly. I remember lying on my bed, praying that I would go to sleep, and not wake up. My parents were both dead in the other room. I didn’t deserve this. How could this horrible thing have happened? I am not sure when I chose to live and continue with life. I think it was when I decided to bury my parents in the backyard.

It was a challenge to get my parents out of their room and into the back yard. I struggled most of the day. My dad was very big and dead bodies are so very heavy. My mom was a little easier, but it was still a challenge. I am a little amazed that I was able to get them out of the house at all. I drew lines in the dirt to mark the area where I was going to dig. The movies always made digging holes tedious but easily done. Digging holes big enough to bury someone is almost impossible. I dug until my hands had blisters as big as quarters. The hole still wasn’t nearly big enough and the ground was getting too hard for me to dig through. I lay down and cried. I was tired and hungry. I had taken on an impossible task. I was defeated I couldn’t do it. I placed a couple of blankets and a tarp over my parents and put bricks my father had stored in the shed around the edge. I wanted to bury them and say a prayer. It’s what you do when your loved ones die. I saw it happen in the movies a hundred times. I went back to my house and opened one of the last cans of vegetables that were in the pantry.

Journal 72

It took us a little longer to get started on our little journey than we expected. The wait for the truck took forever. When the truck arrived, it was huge. I was expecting a normal pickup truck. The truck Tony, Pete and Jonas brought back to Bear Country was military issue. I didn’t even know there was a truck like that in Bear Country.

We loaded up our gear and supplies. It amazes me what people think they need to bring on a vacation. The journey wasn’t too bad once we actually got started. We played a few hands of rock, paper, and scissors to choose the driver. There was no traffic, which isn’t surprising because most kids don’t drive. There were a few people walking along the way, a cow in the road, and several stray dogs. Tony hit a big pothole in the road and those of us in the back went flying. He said he didn’t see the hole until it was too late. Jonas took over driving after that.

We arrived at the lodge just as it was starting to get dark. We all decided that it would probably be a good idea if we all stayed in the big house until the morning. Tomorrow we will check out the cabins near the lake. Everyone started to unload the truck. Emily took Aleece and Runt into the lodge to scope out the rooms. We were expecting the inside to be a mess. Some of the windows were broken out and the front door was off its hinges. The lodge was probably home to an assortment of animals and little critters. We heard Emily scream. We dropped everything and went to help expecting to find an angry raccoon, a snake, or a large angry spider.

The past came rushing back as soon as we entered the room at the top of the stairs. Emily was standing there frozen, crying.

We don’t know when she died. She probably came here to the lodge to escape the disease. She was lying on the bed and next to the bed was the portable crib. The baby, a little girl, was sitting leaning against the bars. She was wearing My Little Pony pajamas. No one said anything but we all knew because we had seen this sort of thing before that the baby died sometime after her mom. There was no one there to save her. Her last days were misery. You can only imagine how she must have cried for her mom empty bottle in hand. Her mom must have thought they would be safe here, away from people, away from the disease.

It felt as if we stood there forever. I was resisting the urge to cry and then suddenly I needed to know what their names were. I started going through the drawers looking for identification. Tony made me stop. He pushed the others and me out of the room. He closed the door and tied a piece of fabric around the handle. It’s what we used to do to let others know that death was behind a door.  There were so many dead that we couldn’t bury them all. A few of us tried but the task was too big. It was easier to tie a piece of cloth around the door handle.

We all walked back downstairs to the lobby. Our little two-week vacations have started with sadness. We all thought of going home but what would be the point, we can’t change what happened in the past. Jonas was the first person to speak. It was funny in a morbid kind of way. He said, “I guess we won’t be staying in that room tonight.”

Journal 71

Brightens Mountain is east of Bear Country. On that mountain is an old resort my family used to visit when I was a child. It used to be a popular place, especially in the winter when it snowed. I remember having so much fun up there. In the summer, my parents would rent one of the cabins and we would stay for a week and go fishing. My Dad spent his time baiting the hooks and trying to keep me from falling off the edge into the water. I miss those times.

Tony, Sheriff Pete, and Jonas are currently out getting a truck and enough gas to get us there and back. I’m almost finished with my packing. I left a message with a couple of people and on the bulletin board for Casey in case she returns before we get back. Bear Country will be safe.

In a couple of hours, I will leave my worries behind for two weeks. I won’t be alone. The list of people going on this little vacation includes Aleece, Tony, Runt, Pete, Jonas, Lisa, and Matt, Hemy, Joshua, his sister Kate, Emily, and me.

Journal 70

Tony dropped by to see me. He stood in my doorway for a few moments. I was sitting in the rocker playing with Aleece. I was sort of ignoring that he was standing there. I think I was waiting for Tony to say something first. He finally said something like “So how are things going today?” I did the eye roll thing and said “Life is fine.” I don’t think he believed me. I’m not sure I believe in me. I continued to play with Aleece, hoping he would just go away. Tony came all the way in my room. He sat on the couch. I did more rolling of my eyes. “What do you want?” I asked. Tony innocently said he wanted nothing. He just wanted to know if Aleece and I wanted to go to the park for lunch. I calmly said that the park was still too wet from the storm. He had an alternative plan. He invited us to the Arcade. I tried to say no but he insisted. I bundled up Aleece and we went to the Arcade.

The arcade was fun. Hyatt was as polite and nice as he was the last time we stepped into his establishment. I was glad the storm didn’t hurt his business. I spent the next few hours trying to avoid a serious conversation with Tony. I know he wanted to talk to me about recent events. I did everything I could to avoid discussing the issues. Tony finally got tired of chasing me around. He cornered me and dragged me outside to a bench.

The first thing I said was that I didn’t think Casey was coming back. The responsibility was overwhelming me. Tony said it was OK. He’d help. He said Casey would be back. I am not sure if he really believed that or if he was just trying to make me feel better. Our conversation continued about many other things. We even discussed my role as Gang leader. I have been gang leader from the beginning but lately I have wondered if maybe I should step down and let someone else take over.  Tony listened carefully to everything I had to say, and he was very sympathetic. I cried all over his shirt. Only good friends let you do that. Our conversation ended when I heard Aleece crying inside of the Arcade. Hyatt was doing his best to calm her down. She was just hungry.

The walk home was a quiet one, but I felt better. Tony said he would watch over Aleece for the rest of the evening and give her back to me in the morning. I didn’t object.

 

 

Journal 69

I haven’t seen this journal in two days.  The rain stopped and the other gangs went home. The storm caused a lot of damage around Bear Country. The wind blew trees over. Several buildings are missing their roofs. Our school favored very well except for the water that came in through the front doors. Matt and Hemy said their school building also survived the storm with minimal damage. People have gone back to doing whatever it is they normally do.

I had a scare today. I lay down to take a nap while Aleece was napping. When I woke up, she wasn’t in her cradle. It was a little unnerving until I realized that Lisa or Emily probably had her.  I went to get a drink and ran into Lisa. I asked her if she had Aleece. She said no. Ok, Emily probably has her. I looked everywhere for Emily. No one had seen her or Aleece. My heart began to race. They weren’t inside Bear Country. I went to the plaza. Maybe Emily took Aleece on a walk. I couldn’t find her at the plaza, and no one there claimed to have seen her either. I went to the park, no Emily or Aleece.  I ran back to Bear Country. The first person I saw was Pete. I was in a panic. I said that Emily and Aleece are missing. He probably thought I was insane. That’s when Emily walked up behind me with Aleece in her arms.  I lost control and started yelling at her for taking Aleece without my permission. I said many other things I wish I could take back as well. I snatched Aleece back and went to my room. I’ve been here all afternoon.  I hope Casey comes back soon. Motherhood is warping my brain.

Journal 68

The storm continues. Water is seeping in around the doors. There is an ocean outside the front door of Bear Country. If the rain continues for much longer, we are going to have to start moving people up to the second floor of the school. I dread the clean up. The same thing happened during the last storm. We probably should think about building a wall to hold back the water once everything dries out.

People are getting restless. Everyone is getting bored with games. Our guest booed Lisa and her band the last time they set up to play. The trouble with boredom is that people start looking for other things to do to keep themselves entertained. This usually results in trouble, especially among the younger children. I am trying my best to remain calm but after a while, you start to wish the guest staying in your home would leave and never come back.

There really isn’t a lot to tell, no invasions, no mysteries to solve, and no horrible crimes to report.  There is just a bunch of people laying around, twiddling their thumbs. Tony and Runt are in the basement building something. I think it’s some electronic gadget.

Sheriff Pete and his deputies are keeping the peace. I actually think they are the only people currently doing anything productive. Joshua and his gang are keeping quiet in the band room. I haven’t seen much of any of them. Lost is in heaven. She loves children. The younger children are keeping her entertained and she is keeping them entertained. The Library Trio has retreated to the media center. I think they have had enough interaction with our visitors. Jonas, where is Jonas? I have my suspicions. He is probably or rather most certainly in the company of a girl. Emily is currently watching Aleece while I write in this journal.

Journal 67

It’s still raining, storming. It has not been a good morning. I went to wash up and as I was walking down the hall, I heard wind and rain. At first, I thought a window had broken in one of the classrooms in the night. I wasn’t watching the floor; I stepped into a puddle and fell onto my butt. After regaining my dignity and looking around to see if anyone had seen me fall, I stood up and opened the door to the classroom. The windows weren’t broken. Someone had opened all the windows to let in the rain. Rain was pouring into the room and debris from the wind was everywhere. The room was a disaster. I closed the windows and stomped out to the pavilion where half of the guests staying in Bear Country were sleeping. I hadn’t slept well during the night. I was pissed. I was cold and wet from the rain. My tailbone was sore. I yelled at the top of my lungs. Who opened the windows? People probably thought I was insane. A bunch of sleepy eyes stared up at me. No one said anything but as I scanned the crowd, a couple of gang members from the geckos (green lizards or whatever) were laughing. I wasn’t amused. I told them to get out. They begged me not to throw them into the storm, so I had Sheriff Pete lock them in one of the utility closets. I’ll let them out later.

I knew it would happen. People are hungry and those who don’t have food are stealing from those who do. Pete and his deputies have been breaking up fights all morning. I don’t know how long this storm is going to last. We have all been hungry. It’s not a feeling I like. To help keep the peace and to keep the little ones from starving I have asked volunteers to cook up some potatoes. We have a surplus of potatoes. We also have dried pinto beans, but these take all day to cook. I hate pinto beans, but I think none of our guests is going to complain. It’s all Bear Country can spare.

Journal 66

Most of Bear Country is asleep except for the few people left playing spades. Tony stopped by to see how Aleece and I were doing. It was so sweet. He reminded me to stay away from the windows and to keep a blanket spread out over the top of Aleece’s cradle in case a window breaks and junk flies through the air. I’m wishing I could sleep. The storm continues to build in intensity. I hate it when there is a lightning strike, and the thunder feels as if it is directly overhead. Every time it thunders, my eyes open wide. I actually like the rain, but I hate storms. I keep telling myself to ignore it but it’s not helping. The storm doesn’t bother Aleece. She has been sleeping soundly for a couple of hours. It must be nice to be a baby with no worries.

Earlier in the evening, it started to hail outside. Some of the younger kids went out to grab some hailstones and just about the time, they got out to the center of the yard it started to hail bigger stones. They came back in with some nice size lumps on their heads. No one was injured too badly even those hailstones were the size of large marbles. I don’t know why they went out to the center of the yard when I am sure there were hailstones closer to the building. I hope this was a lesson learned.

Tony and Jonas have been placing oil lamps around the school so that people can see where they are going in night. It would be a tragedy if something bad happened and people didn’t know how to get out of the building. Then again, if you can’t see where you are going in the dark, you can’t get into trouble.

Things are going well considering the number of people that are currently inside this school. It has not been a bad evening. There were a couple of disputes between gangs, but those problems were easily settled once Sheriff Pete and his deputies told the people involved that they would have to leave if they didn’t make peace.