Dear Diary,
It has been a week since the first one of us went down. I am feeling sad and isolated. I am the last one. It took our daugther first. It came in the night. Then with a few days to let it all sink in and arm ourselves, it struck again. Attacking my husband on his way home from work on Tuesday. He didn't even make it to dinner. By 9 pm that night our oldest son had become it's latest victim. By 3 am the last of our children had given up the good fight.
I alone am the last one.
Beware
the stomach flu... it's coming
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