Surviving Together Is All That Matters

Chapter 1: How it Began

Paisley's Introduction*
I remember how it all began. I was only 10 at the time. Such an innocent child stuck in the middle of hell, the breakout. My mum was an alcoholic since my dad left us for another woman. My 16 year old sister at the time tried to take her life with a bullet, she had a lot of issues and needed physiological help since she had ADHD and depression.

I was in school when the breakout started. We were all sat down in a class and we all noticed that the door handle was shaking violently and in came a monster like none I had seen before. It's crackling skin peeling off as it moaned loudly with its mouth lined with rotting teeth. I remember a boy with dark brown hair and crystal blue eyes saved me. He pulled me away as the walker launched at me, crawling onto its next victim. "Quickly!" He cries to me as we break out of the window together. I didn't even know his name. We lost each other but I found a loving group that cared for me for almost 4 years. Until they each died out. One by one. Ripping a piece of my heart out each time they left. Some died, some disappeared. I remember my friend Clementine. She was about 5 years younger than me, but she felt like my little sister. I met her in my second year of the breakout, but we separated on the 3rd year. Her career Lee was the reason I carried on. He was the reason I found hope in this hell.

Since I lost Clementine and Lee I was switching between groups, learning that the world is a complete lie. I've been captured, threatened and tortured when I was 10 - 15 years old. It was horrible. My mind was a complete mess, until I met a group on the highway...