I don't remember how long I've been here. Months? Years?
I think it's years.
I went to the Appalachian Trail on summer vacation with my family when I was 10. That was in 1982. I forget how, but I somehow got separated from them somewhere in southwestern Virginia.
I came across this abandoned town and decided to stay there. I hoped someone would come looking for me.
They never did, as far as I know.
It's been I don't know how long, and I've been stuck in this town.