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.

A collection of poems, somewhat of a diary.

Motel 6- where you may find cockroaches in the showers, questionable food in the vending machine, and maybe, possibly, some love along the way. © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com.

Life is broken. That's the only way to explain this damned world. You can't do anything without second guessing your decision, you think that what ever you do is wrong and I can't even count the number of times I've lost my morales. I've had to do things that you should only have to see in the movies. Killing should only be something you hear on the news, but now I don't get a day without hearing people cry and whimper for help or mercy. The world is broken, and it's all thanks to the damned corpses that rise up everyday and chow down on the living. The only reason I haven't given up hope, the only reason I haven't stopped fighting, the only reason I haven't sent a bullet through my brain is because of one thing. This thing that keeps me going, this thing fuels my body, this thing that makes me fight these diseased ridden freaks, is love. The love I have for my family and friends is the only thing that's kept me here, it's the only reason I walk the earth with the dead. Included among my family and friends is the biggest reason I didn't die at the beginning, he's one of the biggest reason's why I protect the prison with my life. This man that saved my life countless times is my broken saviour, this man is none other than my redneck.

"Niall!" I scream, skidding to a stop in front of his limp body on the hard ground. "Niall!" I shout again, falling down next to his motionless body. His eyes are closed tight hiding any sign of life. "Baby? Wake up!" I say shaking him frantically. Warm tears run down my face uncontrollably as I press my ear to his chest, searching for any heart beat. Slow and agonizing seconds pass until I can find a weak thudding in his upper body. "Niall!" I'm screaming now. "You have to wake up for me! I'm here now, please wake up." My forehead rested on his as I cry, and I cradle his cheeks with both my palms. "I'm here now, and I'll never leave again." I whisper. * * * Maci was a normal 19 year old girl living with her normal best friend Ellie. Sure she was left in an orphanage at the age of four, but it made her the person she is today. With no family she learns to cope with what she has, but it's kind of hard to cope and have a normal live if your getting chased by dead walking bodies. No one knows exactly how the apocalypse happened, but while Ellie and Maci are trying to survive they run into their old idols One Direction. Maci finds feelings for Niall, but you can't be in love while you are running from the world can you? Maci can't handle it anymore and decides she'd rather die than run her whole life. There's only one thing stopping her, what if she does really love Niall? © 2015 All Rights Reserved by McKayla & Trinity.