chapter one:diary

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beth prov**

dear diary,

my life is falling apart so quickly.

Carl is being a great friend through it though. I know he likes me. its pretty out there. I feel so bad though. he lost his mom. she had a beautiful baby. I take care of Judith. Daryl helps a little. I don't even know I mentioned him. he just thinks I am another dead girl. I am strong. I know I have scars on my wrist from being stupid but I swear I am strong.

I just I have so much and it is tough for me. Daryl is just stupid. he just looks at everyone as if they are just a bunch if dead corpses. Maggie is just getting on my nerves a little bit. I know I shouldn't cause she is the last person. I practically have. well and Glenn.

carol. I don't know about her. she likes Daryl. she calls him pookie a lot. that really getting on my nerves. oh pookie this oh pookie that. I mean I think its a

weird name. rick thought rick is worried about Carl. he only has Carl and Judith. if he loses ether one I know he will probably not be here anymore.

losing Laurie was probably the hardest thing for him. even after what she did to him cheating. but he loved her so much that he ended Shane which probably also hurt him cause Shane was his best friend. losing my dad hurt me awfully a lot. the groups took down the governor and his people. the gates broke apart. walkers tried. to get in. Daryl was killing them all.

the groups split up. Daryl and I were stuck together. we are still here. we stay at the prison with all the doors closed. I bet Daryl is loving this since I am the weakest link. I'll be honest will you diary. I really like daryl. he have that magnet. but I know he don't like me.

I don't know maybe he does just doesn't wanna show it.

XXX beth.

I put my diary back in my shelf I had in my room. I closed it. I heard Daryl messing with what sounded like metal. for some reason I had butterflies in my stomach. shh stomach. I thought to myself. its just me and Daryl. I looked back at my bed and thought.

I don't really wanna stay here. maybe I should go like everyone else did. my daddy died here. I don't wanna stay here. what if I'm next probably. I packed a small bag of food water what was left of a first aid and a pocket knife. I looked in left over cells for cloths the group might have left. Laurie had a plaid shirt I might be able to wear. I packed it to.

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