Will of Man - Part Three Read Free Page A

days trying to forget about this pulling sensation. It’s not going away and the farther I push to the north the stronger the pull is to the east. The THIRST for whatever is in the east is overriding my hunger for food and water. It is the only craving I feel.
    I feel helpless. I feel sick, and I’m getting weaker with each step. The only time I feel “right” is when I’m heading east. This can’t be a mental or physical thing. The pull is always to the east. SOMETHING is pulling me to it. SOMETHING will not give up till I find it in the east.
    I can’t fight it anymore, I must head east to whatever is calling me to come to it. Does this have something to do with the LAST DAY? Are there others experiencing this? I don’t know. But I do know, that I can’t push north anymore. I have to go east and find what’s there.
    Tomorrow, with great sadness, I head east.
    Tyler's Journal Entry: 376
    Date: June 20
    Day: Friday
    Weather: Sunny and warm
    Miles to go: 651
    Since I’ve given into the PULL, my health has improved and I’m feeling better. My mind is clearer and the THIRST is lessoning, but still there.
    I can’t help but wonder how far I will have to travel east till I find what is waiting for me. Will I be on an endless journey for the rest of my life?
    I haven’t seen or spoke to a person for over a month. Am I going insane from solitude? I’ve caught myself talking out loud to myself. This breaks my rule of remaining stealthy. I’m almost to the point where I don’t care anymore.
    If this is how life is going to be, then I don’t know if living is worth it. When I had the goal of reaching my family, I had something to live for. Now I’m just heading in the wrong direction with no end in sight. There is no Mom, Dad, or Tanner waiting for me. I may find myself walking forever, never finding anything or anyone.
    How long can I do this?
     
     
     
    Tyler's Journal Entry: 377
    I killed someone today. He was a boy the same age as me. I am so sorry. What have I become?
     
     
     
    Tyler's Journal Entry: 378
    Date: July 15
    Day: Tuesday
    Weather: Sunny and hot
    Miles to go: 645
    I haven’t written for a while in this journal. After my encounter with boy, I had a hard time doing anything. After a long time of thinking, asking for forgiveness, and trying to accept what happened, I’m now ready to write about what happened.
    It was a Tuesday when I had found what I was looking for. The THIRST was the boy. He was what I was being pulled to and him to me. We met on a grassy knoll surrounded by tall oak trees.
    As I neared him, I could sense his presence and that he was the very thing I was seeking for so many days. When our eyes met, he looked at me the same way I looked at him. Not in a welcoming way, or a threatening way, more in a curious way. We were attracted to each other like two powerful magnets.
    Then after a brief moment of studying each other, our mostly calm meeting turned viscously violent and we charged each other like two rabid dogs. Then all went blank.
    I blacked out.
    I awoke to find myself lying in a shallow stream. My clothes were ripped, my face was scratched, and I had bruises all over my face and neck like I had been punched and strangled.
    I pulled myself out of the stream and sat beside a birch tree pondering what happened to me. I kept looking around for the boy. I cautiously walked back to the grassy knoll in the middle of the tall oaks. There I found the lifeless body of the boy I had been pulled to.
    I collapsed to my knees and examined him. He was dead from what looked like a blow to the head. There was a rock lying next to him with a small amount of blood on it. He wasn’t bruised or scratched up as much as me, but obviously lost the fight between the two of us.
    I didn’t cry at first. I was confused and in shock. I just kept repeating the word “Why” over and over.
    Tyler's Journal Entry: 384
    Date: July 25
    Day: Friday
    Weather: Sunny and hot
    Miles to go: 635
    I’m finally