Shit.
That's my view of the world. That's my view of the world than and that's my view of the world now. The world was shitty then. The world is worse now. I'd like to think that this is us being punished for our sins. Heck Hell got to full of shitty people to keep them all in. There still are a lot of shitty people. People kill. People steal. People will do anything to survive in this world. That's what we're doing. We're surviving together.
By we, I mean me, my brother, and his daughter. His wife died at the beginning of all of this. I killed her once I found out she was like our father. She beat and abused them. It still sends shivers down my spine just thinking about it. That's another reason why people are shit. They think they can do whatever they want. That's what he thought. He died before all of this. Thank god. The scars on my back burn every time I think of him.
We've been running after the last group got run over by a herd of walkers. We're on our way to Atlanta. They're the only two I have left. I'm sworn to protect them. The only problem with the city would be that once we arrived the place was already gone. It belonged to the dead. But the people that we met there changed everything.
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My Hunter || D. Dixon (On Hold)
FanfictionWho would of thought the semi perfect world that we had, that we took for granted could change to where everyday is a fight for survival. Where everyday is a shot at seeing the light of the next day. Were people who can't deal with this hell of a wo...
