New Apartment in Ireland. New Neighbour. I might go over. I want to meet my neighbour Im sure he's nice. Your 25 and your just moved into an Apartment in Ireland. Your from England. In England,you and your neighbours were best friends, so here in Ireland, you wanted to make friends with your neighbours too. Your Apartment was at the very end so you only had one neighbour, thats fine, I'm sure we'll get along just fine.

Okay so I did make one of these but I didn't know a good plot but I have a great plot the is based off of @Jakseptic's "Fake" so enjoy! •

abusive parents. sleepless nights. bruises and scars. the endless pattern of Lauren's life, day in day out. it all seemed to be getting better in her eyes, but one boy saves her life in the new and cruel world they seemed to have awoke to. It's a long way home, and it's a disastrous world. can she finally trust someone?

The world has crumbled right in front of my eyes. One minute it was my birthday, and I was blowing out the candles on the cake. The next minute I was sending an arrow through an eyeball. It's crazy how fast things change, it seems almost impossible to keep up with the ever changing atmosphere. It's good I have my family, both blood related and not. During these times, you don't look back. *There are of course some minor plot holes within this story, I wrote this years ago. However these plot holes are small details that do no affect the story.* Disclaimer: Copyrighted: All Rights Reserved 2014 I do not own any of the AMC characters.

"Maybe we are nothing, if we have nothing to live for. Maybe we really...just have to live for ourselves." (All characters except Joslyn, her family, and Manny's group are subjected to Robert Kirkman for "The Walking Dead". Any quotes, sayings, or references to this fanfic should be credited to me, or my ig @thewalkingscream. This fanfiction contains mature content such as language, violence, SC. 13+ is the advised reading age.)

Ashley and Carl are now 17 and have more responsibilities then ever. Will they be able to help protect the group, or just watch it all come crumbling down.

How could I survive? is what I asked myself everyday since the breakout. I needed someone. I needed someone to understand me.