Will we ever go back to home?

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I haven't left the bed, I can't. I hate myself I want to die. I scratched all the walls to say I'm sorry all over. .

Its gone, gone. Destryoed. The only thoughts going through my head. everything we worked so hard for..... everything we did, the people who lost their lives in amd for that place. Its gone...... what's left for us to do? What's lefg for me in this world? Not this, no I'm not one of these people. They are the innocent and the good. I'm horrible, Ive always have been better on my own. No orders, no one else's ass to save, no one else to waist supplies on, amd the best part you don't let anyome down..............

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