The Lockdown

Usually, at this time we are watching our favorite television show, listening to music or playing some dumb family game. I'm wishing we could play the stupid game right about now. You know what they say, "You don't know what you've got til it's gone!" My sister won't stop crying, my brother's having withdrawal from his pot and movement throughout the house is limited. No lights because they will come. No loud movement or they will hear and most importantly stay away from all windows and door. We're prisoners in our own home. At least during the day, we're ok. They aren't very fond of the light. So going to steal food from the local market is the best time. Most people are afraid to leave their houses. I don't know how they will survive if they don't get food. But I can't worry about them. I have to make sure my family eats and survives this nightmare. I've always thought this shit was for movies. God, I hope there are cameras filming this and the Directors are just looking for the realism of the fear and when I wake up credits will roll and my life will once again be my own. Wishful thinking I suppose, but a little hope never hurt anybody, even if that hope was unrealistic. Time to eat. If I myself am not eaten, I shall return tomorrow. Until then.