A Survival Story: The trouble never ends

A_Survival_Story_CoverWhat follows is just one part of an ongoing survival fiction series written by John Rourke and has been published on Amazon. It is being made available here for free. A new entry is published every day. The story is written in a daily journal format.

 

 

September 2nd   The trouble never ends…..

This morning a small boy on the other side of the neighborhood near the service road was attacked by a coyote. Very rare that coyotes attack humans. Maybe it was the animal was extremely hungry due to the rabbit population decreasing over the last weeks.  Maybe it was that the boy was playing with his cat in the backyard. Maybe the coyote was sick or injured. Maybe a combination of all of hose.

The boys mother ran out of the house hitting the coyote with a garden hoe laying nearby. The coyote started running off before one of the patrols in a tower shot it dead. The boy will be OK – several bites. Rose – the neighbor who is in charge of the Medical Team – had to clean up his wounds and give him 24 stitches.

Another danger in a dangerous world. Glad I have a fence in the back yard so I don’t have to worry about this when M, Aaron, or Caleb are out back.

Karl drove over from Walnut Street. I miss male companionship. Alright – no funny thoughts. Mark was my best friend around here. My best friend from High School has long since moved away and lost contact. I love having M here, and Aaron and I are getting along great, but I miss having a “buddy”. Bill and I get along – but he listens to the radio’s all night and sleeps during the day. We just don’t see each other that often.  Anyways, Karl and I sat in the garage for a couple hours talking. I ran an extension cord from my battery bank to power a couple fans – it’s HOT.  Karl said that things are going OK on Walnut Street. Food is extremely rationed. A book I gave him on finding edible plants has helped a bit. He said he makes a pine needle tea every couple days – good vitamin C. He said one couple this past Wednesday overdosed on painkillers. They couldn’t take living in the world that exists today. The couple used to have the latest gadgets, big screen TV’s, brand new cars every couple years – and now…. all that was important to them is useless. They just couldn’t take it.

Choices. You have to live with them or…..you don’t.

 

– Jed

 

 

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