Remember when the world was perfect and the dead hadn't risen up for revenge, the time when we all went to school and played at the park? There were no worries in the world. That's different now. I glance behind me and the numbers are adding up second by second. My jog slowly changes into a sprint. I turn around once more and i count two dozen walking corpses. Vines hitting me in my face forcing me to run with my eyes closed. I must admit wasn't one of my best decisions. I used my ears and guessed directions. The vines faded right as a ran into a human silhouette. I fell on my face and the figure grabbed my legs and prevented me of getting back up.

I've been thinking to write a new story, based on the serie The Walking Dead, and my problem is that I'm a girl from Spain, but I'm going to write it in english. I hope you understand that I'm still learning, but I will try to write perfectly. I you find mistakes, don't hesitate to tell me because I want to correct my grammar. By the way, the story is a love story with Daryl Dixon, and is written with the original characters of the serie, but I'm going to start writing from the final chapter of the third season, I mean, this last episode. But the main character is going to be you. I'm going to write this "_________" when somebody is going to say your name or when I write your actions. So just imagine they say your real name, like they're talking to you :) Hope you understand, sorry, maybe I'm explaining bad. If you don't understand something, just ask me. I'm open for all kind of questions (related to the story) Hope you enjoy it, guys, and as soon as I can I'll upload the first part. Thank you!