(A/N fuck it another book I gave up on) This is a diary of a ancient person --------------- 1 month passed or at least what felt like one after the great wipe I call it, because I'm the only person left. I spent my days drowning in alcohol. Oh yeah why am I writing this? I should probably give my name and stuff if anybody finds this. My name is Heaven, funny name huh? Because there is no Heaven. I am 21 years old, this the story of my life I guess. I was from a wealthy family, when I say wealthy, I mean wealthy. Could get anything I wanted. No I couldn't, I couldn't a single person to be here haha. I don't know what to say honestly about this. HOLY SHIT WHAT IS THAT???? Help/---------