"Christina! Christina" I look around, hearing my name being called. I must being going crazy, because no one was there. In a world full of walkers, I think you can go a little crazy...it's been about a week since the whole thing broke out, I hadn't found a living soul for days... I had been living day by day, looking for people, or somewhere safe. I haven't eaten anything in two days, at this rate I don't know how much longer I'll survive. I have no idea what day it is, or what time it is. Can this world ever be rebuilt? I walk along side the rode, looking for a car, maybe a car with actual gas would be nice. I had to keep a low profile, I didn't want people, OR walkers seeing me. I hear a car coming, so I duck behind a huge truck. I heard the car stop. In curiosity I poke my head up tp see what was going on. "damnit! I told you that we had to find gas!" I saw a sandy haired man with a huge weapon in his hands, ready to shoot at anything strange that moves. "Look around, don't you see cars around here? Let's split up and try to get as much gas as we can" I heard a man in a sherif uniform say. "First my brother! Now this?! Rick you're really starting to PISS me off!" I heard the man with the weapon say, pointing the weapon at 'ricks' head. "can we all calm down! Please?" I heard a Asian guy trying to keep calm I shift my body behind the truck, I elbow the side of the truck hard, making the loudest possible noise. "what the fuck?" I heard someone say, not having the balls to poke my head up again "Hey!" I heard the rick person say, and the next thing I know I have a weapon in my face. Rick glares at the man holding the weapon. "Daryl! Put that down!" Rick says

you can't keep dark secrets hidden...you can't keep people separate from what's happening. you need to protect yourself my name is Sam Dixon and I am surviving the zombie apocalypse along side with my family. finding Safe Heaven is hard...but when you think that it actually is...it isn't..think twice before you decide. When you think you love someone,and they end up turning on you...and keep wanting you back...would you still be there? 《COVER BY:@BlckSabbath》

One infection causes the society to crumble like a cookie. No military, no economy, no leaders, nothing. No one is coming to save you, no one is there to help. Everyday is a struggle for Mariah Beckon, her adopted brother and sister not making it any easier. When the trio cross paths with a group from Atlanta, she meets the people who she belongs with, her family. As the group of people fight to survive, Mariah falls head over heels for one man in particular. No matter how hard she tries she just can't seem to forget that redneck. This is a story of many things: love, betrayal, hatred, death, but the most important of all, surviving. I do not own any of AMC's The Walking Dead characters, however everyone else mine, do not copy ANYTHING please. @Copyright 2013.

What happens when the apocalypse breaks out and two exes who haven't spoken to each other in years are forced to live and survive together? No one in the group knows that these two were a former item but they have their suspicions. Broken hearts, betrayal, their past is thrown into the mix. What's to come of their relationship? Will they finally give into the feelings that still remain for each other? Will they continue to push each other away because of the things that happened in their past? Is there still love in this broken, crazy world? Follow the lives of Emery Lucas and Daryl Dixon to watch their story unfold.

so my friends were asking me to do a love story for Glenn so here it is. so the main characters are Amber (amber is 24 and she had been in work and her partner was her boyfriend and he had been shot) Elena (is my little niece she is 9 she was in school and the infection broke out) Glenn (is about 25 and his wife had been eaten by a sneaky zombie.) Daryl (Daryl is about 40 in real life but..here he is like 26- so enjoy -Alyssa

-Under Construction, making the early chapters less crappy- I didn't always have trust issues. I used to trust people way too easily, but I'm done making that mistake. I'm done letting people make my decisions for me, and I'm done making mistakes. I'm taking matters into my own hands. I never had trust issues, but that was before I met Glenn Rhee. And I wouldn't change it for the world. Originally from my Quotev page. Posting it here too.