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Hello!

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Elena North here.

Let’s continue with the story of my family,

who struggled to live in a post.apocalyptic world…

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As you already know, I had four babies:

Patrick, Celina, Carolin and Fabio.

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I had managed to bring fresh food from the regions nearby back to Glassbolt,

but still the water resources were scarce,

and the water drippling from the pipes was dirty and unsafe to drink.

We were constantly parched.

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Patrick was the one who suffered most about this. 16-08-16_13-29-11

Celina was content while she could have good food,

but as she grew older she hated being always unclean and stinky

(now let me tell you, she’s a slob).

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She was mostly content, but hated it

that when our much-strained appliances broke

(like they did several times a week),

we could only get new stuff on Sundays,

when the local market was open.

At a very early age, she was unhappy with how things were.

And she knew how things used to be when I was young,

because our dollhouse taught her.

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She was also more self-assured than my other kids

(and a bit clumsy sometimes).

And she just loved stuff, especially when it was artsy.

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So as soon as she became a teen,

she started working in the market.

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And managed that it opened full-time,

every day of the week, for 24h.

She was a hard-working woman…

she did this along with attending the „school“ meetings

(of elder sims who taught kids the basics).

Balancing all this with a bit of fun and entertainment was not easy.

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And she was often extremely tired.

And slept her naps right next to me.

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So she made her way into my heart.

I considered to name her my heir.

She should marry and continue the „legacy“…

… she should keep our family alive and growing.

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She was happy to have been named my heir.

Anyway she was a much better choice than my firstborn,

Patrick, who was a little bit insane.

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So Carolin set out to meet a few new people on the street.

She was afraid of the zombies might come to get her,

but there was no other way to get to know people than

putting herself out there.

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And there was more danger for her… even in the house…

she once caught on fire while cooking and got severely scarred.

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Luckily she could wash it off, and it didn’t affect her face, or arms.

The scars healed with time.

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My wonderful daughter made friends,

and one special friend.

His name was Florian Palm.

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They seemed to like each other a lot.

Hmmm…

I didn’t like Florian at first.

He seemed to be gloomy,

he was a kleptomaniac,

and just plain evil.

Nevertheless, he wanted to the friend of the world.

Hmmm… gotta stop stealing and being evil, I guess?!?

And be a bit more cheerful?

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But I understand, it’s hard to be cheerful, good and content with what one has

in midst of the Apocalypse.

Be it as it was, my daughter was in love with him.

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She even threw herself into sexy poses for him.

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We celebrated when they made their „promise“ to stay together and have children.

You can’t call it a marriage these days.

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But they spent their days, through the good and the bad.

Mostly the bad, these days.

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But Florian knew how to sweep my daughter off her feet.

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They were crazy in love.

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Don’t ask me how their love life was – please!

Just know it was loud.

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Soon Florian was just another member of our household…

… a stinky, unhappy one, but a member still.

And Carolin got pregnant.

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Then Florian proved to be a good mate.

He even started cooking.

Thus he won my heart.

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In the end, the becoming mother – my daughter –

needed the water locked in fresh food to not die.

My granddaughter (I hoped and wished for one)

or my grandson needed water!

Carolin was parched!

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(My insane son Patrick tired to find a liquid one could drink,

but failed once and again.)

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The pregnant Carolin, who had given up working at the store,

and decided to be a stay-at-home mum,

spent her days playing chess with my younger son, Fabio,

who had also grown a teen by then.

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While Celina ignored most of the pregnancy,

because she was so involved in her „project“

to get an emergency call out of Glassbolt to the world.

Nobody heard, or nobody cared.

Or both.

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Then it was time to give birth.

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I was awaiting it with as much nervosity as Carolin.

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It was a daughter!

Welcome to the world,

Marina North.

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My granddaughter.

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I’m such a proud grandma.

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Would she become my heir?

Let me tell you…

Carolin and Florian were already working on baby number two.

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The family continues…

let me catch my breath and get a glass of water.

I’ll soon go on counting my story.

Until then, I remain

sincerely yours

Elena North

Dirty little bastards

Hello!

Elena North here.

Let’s continue with my story.

Well, so we were finally able to have good food,

but all else still was in ashes…

Nevertheless, Johnny and I wanted to have a family.

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Here you can see my firstborn son, Patrick, and my elder daughter, Celina,

playing with the dollhouse.

We made this to teach future generations how life used to be

– before the Apocalypse.

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Johnny and me played a lot of chess. This was our way to pass time.

There was nothing else that could possibly be entertaining.

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At least we were able to give our kids good food.

I was so happy about that fact.

And it was important too to eat a lot of fresh food.

Otherwise we would have not only starved, but also died from dehydration.

Only the liquids locked in fresh food seemed to be safe,

we could not drink the water coming out of the pipes.

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All in all in the coming years I gave birth to four babies – Patrick, Celina, Carolin and Fabio.

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Patrick.

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Celina.

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Carolin.

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Fabio.

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Being dirty was normal. We washed ourselves with the little water drippling from our pipes. But even the water was not very clean. So we seldom were very hygienically washed.

This was a problem, of course, medically speaking.

We often felt sick, with no way to remedy it.

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Of course our kids also learned chess at a young age.

The family pastime.

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All in all, we were a happy family… even in midst of all this.

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My son Patrick was trying hard to find a liquid that one was able to drink.

Feeling constantly parched was a horrible condition for him – for us all.

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I cooked as I could, and tried to keep as much fresh liquid inside the food.

It was our only source of a bit of water.

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Johnny grew old…

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It was often hard for our little ones to find sleep.

Fear of monsters under the bed, fear of zombies outside our shelter…

… even at their young age they could seldom find peace.

So we lent them our big parents bed whenever we could.

It seemed to tranquilize them a bit.

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I grew old as well…

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The overstrained sinks broke once and again.

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Playing with the dollhouse our kids had a little fun as well as learning how life used to be…

… I wanted them to remember. It sounded like a fairytale to them.

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Patrick learned how to cook easy meals…

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Our men in the house were often very stinky.

And not only the men.

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Then one day, it was time for Johnny to go into the light.

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Death by old age took him from us.

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I broke down in tears… my Johnny dead!!!

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But I had to stay strong for my family.

My kids needed me…

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I swear I could sometimes sense Johnnys presence right near to us.

He was still around on some other plane.

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Celina learned cooking as well…

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As my kids slowly grew older, I noticed I liked to sleep more naps.

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Carolin grew a teen as well and rather pretty.

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Unfortunately my eldest son Patrick seemed to be a little insane.

I didn’t blame him… living in midst of the apocalypse can make anyone a little mad.

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Proud of my kids.

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But they’re still dirty little bastards.

Because there is still no running, clean water…

So much is left to do around here!

I am too old…

now my young ones should take over and change the situation for us all…