Dear, journal
it has been a year now.
things have not changes we are still in this cave. Ava had her birthday she is 8 now and mason has taken good care of her.
on the other hand, Cassian is a sweet hart was have gotten close and have even talked about our future.
kids... and a house just us no one eals. if we make it out of this.
things had been good we have a lot of food and water but it is winter again and we need better shelter. or we might not serve.
I closed the book and placed it in my pocket. it was early and no one was up Cassian lad on my lap sound asleep his hair messy.
there was no time to relax. I woke up quietly and slipped out of the cave the cold air filled my lungs making them acke. the dry ground crumbled at my feet
but there was nothing.
no houses no life from nothing.
until I stumbled upon what to seems to be a doorstep when I got up I realized it was a house a very small house but a house I ran back to tell the other when I got there I screamed
¨I found a house!¨ I yelled everyone got up and look at me
¨well don't just sit there let us go.¨ they gathered all of their things and we were off.
