She never had much in her life that gave her a reason to care. High school sucked, but her family sucked more. Cory was alone in her world until she met Daryl and Merle. After that, she basically became the third Dixon. They were inseparable, of cou...
<<< (DAY 063) Phillip's okay now. It took until 3 in the morning today to finally make him calm down. The pictures I have taped to this entry are from a couple hours ago. I made him take a walk around town with me to calm his nerves and we found a polaroid camera in a shop down the street. He got it for me with some extra film, and I took some pictures of him. That was the only one that turned out.
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I love him so much, and it really hurts to see him as stressed as he gets. Running a group of hundreds of people is too much work for one person alone. Before the apocalypse that would've been a tough job, and now there are new threats that could kill the population much easier that he's in charge of watching out for. He runs this place by himself and it's really taken a toll on is mental health since the woman that died from a geek getting in and the fire. It pains me just seeing how much it upsets him.
Aside from that, the headcount of geeks getting close to the perimeters of Woodbury has increased recently. I found out from some people in town that they still hadn't announced it globally yet. They had to soon. With the number of zombies roaming now, there was no way one didn't make it into the major cities. I didn't get why they weren't evacuating people or trying to figure out a way to get things organized.
Phillip is out with Martinez right now, discussing important 'Governor' stuff with him. There's not a whole lot else to add on, so I'll include a second polaroid picture that Phillip took of me after we left the store.
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Great. I look kinda gross. Nice. Well anyways, that's what I look like, historians. Feel free to use that when you create the cover of my autobiography.
I've talked a lot about how much I miss Merle and all these memories of him, but I never talk about how well I got along with Daryl. I have mentioned that I clearly got along with Merle better, but I never really included details about how Daryl and I were. Well, for starters, I met Daryl first. Maybe I'll write about that in another entry later on.
I don't know. At first, Daryl and I were the closer two. After we met and hung out a couple of times, the three of us, Daryl and I were kinda close. I had made him laugh a few times and he made me laugh too. We once went to see a horror movie marathon at the drive-ins, just the two of us. I saw Daryl jump and scream multiple times and it was amazing. When he drove us back to his house, we were both so scared from the movies that we practically ran from the truck to the house. Merle questioned what we were doing out so late (it was like 2 in the morning when we got home) and began accusing us of being on a date. Need I remind you, this was only around 3 months after we all met. I took the comment as a joke, but Daryl got super weird and distant for a little while after that. That was when I started getting closer to Merle - when Daryl starting backing away.
