Day 235, I’ve been hiding in this so called “house”, which is actually a hole in the ground that has a few wooden benches and a wooden table. I have been thinking of my family ever since this all started. Any time a bomb hits, I check where it lands to make sure my family are okay. Everywhere in the world seems so much nicer at the moment. I just think I would rather be anywhere but here right now. I haven’t seen any of my friends or family in over 200 days now. I’m going to stop counting but I tell myself to never lose hope. Well, I’m Andy and this is my life so far.