Hey. Bradley here, inside Young and Jackson, which is located at the corner of Flinders Street and Swanston Street.
If there are more of you, survivors, out there. Please contact me via imstillalivehelpme@gmail.com
Its been 5 days since the first attack happened in Melbourne. I spent the last few days trying to stay alive in this madness, I fortunately managed to go from my apartment all the way to the pub where I met a few more other survivors. Thank god, we had little to none drama and trouble from those things. I think, we need put a label on those things. We can't keep calling them 'things' all the time. Samuel, the little boy, he is about 5, suggested we call them : Brodies. Thats BROken boDIES. Man, how smart is that boy?.. I feel a need to help him and his sister out of this. Their parents got attacked and they managed to get away from all that. Smaller kids, smaller body, faster stamina. His sister, Danielle is 10.I can see the amount of strength and maturity in her in handling this situation. Helping her brother understand everything when she , herself doesn't even understand anything. None of us understands what is going on...
There's Erik Vasya, 30 . Outside here, he probably could snap your head in two. Not that he has huge ass muscles although he does have a decent arm. He just has that look , like you know, he has been through tough times. If this was a movie, He'd be the hero. But here, in the pub, though strong and tough, he looks broken. I feel like like he wants to talk to me but I don't know... Maybe not yet. We're all to busy being attentive to have talks.
Roy Reid and Jaime Stone are the loving gay couple. From what I know, they've been together since they were 15. They came to Melbourne a week ago to celebrate their 10 year anniversary but then this happened. I'm sure 10 years together hasn't been easy but you know that they always stick it through( no pun intended ) . Even in this calamity, they still have the hope to carry on. It just brings in so much more hope and joy to all of us in the pub. Knowing no matter what the ordeal is, we all can get through it together.
Then , there's Kate, Joan and Lucas. The two sisters and her beard. Joke. But he doesn't do anything to contribute in anything. Even when we need everyone to be on their toes when we feel a sudden scare. He is there, just blank. His body is present but I have no clue where is mind is. Pisses me off. I would gladly vote him out of this pub if ever there was a need to sacrifice one of us. Kate is the younger sister . She's very quiet. I tried smiling and all she did was look straight at me. I thought she was blind at first... Joan is the one dating the block of wood. I mean, Lucas. She's very bubbly despite the environment we're in. She, like Roy and Jaime seems to understand that life goes on and we need to keep our spirits up.
And then , there's me. You all know me. I'm Bradley. One day I was happily walking home, then I'm here , munching on a pear . Looking at the people in front of me. In another place and another time, I don't think I would have looked at them twice. Well maybe, Kate but .. Never mind.
All I'm saying is I guess there must be a reason why things happen. As bad as it all may seem, we are still all very much alive.
Ps. I did mention there was 8 of us including me. I forgot, the block of w.. Lucas , breathes.
