Friday 22nd February 2040
I was cold, scared, alone. Everyone had gone, and I mean everyone. Scientist had tried to stop it, but it just wouldn't, it destroyed everything, my house, my village, my country, everything. I walked down the dust covered road into nothing but brown clouds, and no noise but the deep sound of my coughs, a few steps later I heard a thud, and jumped backwards, it was a small metal box that had fallen of some loose planks of wood, still intact, and still accessible. I opened it, and found what look liked a diary. I steadily brushed away the dust to reveal the name, 'Adnans Diary' it read. I covered the book with my torn sweatshirt, and ran over to a wooden shack that still remained, I sat down, and I opened the diary...
Me and Marouane in training, he's helped me settle in well with the first team.
