I was just a nurse trying to make it through life my own way. Why is it when I fell asleep in my own room, I woke up covered in grime? Also, why am I surrounded by characters from an Apocalyptic universe? It's easy to lose touch with characters through a TV screen. I am looking at them in the eye.

I don't remember what happened to me. I don't remember who I was. Or even who I am now. All I know is that I'm hungry. Desperately and unquenchably hungry. I don't talk anymore. I don't know what my voice sounds like. I honestly don't know anything other than hunger. My days just pass in a incoherent blur. Nothing really sticks out. Buildings. Broken down cars. Rotten corpses. All in a day. I don't know how long I have been this way or how long I will be this way. I just want to go back to the way it was before. I remember being happy. Sometimes I can faintly hear these voices in my head. They sound so familiar. Almost like I know them. They always tell me things like; "Keep walking. This will all be over soon." Or, "Ignore the hunger it just makes everything worse." So I listen to them. I fight off the hunger every time I smell this delicious aroma. I continue to walk on. I never stop. I've been walking in a straight shot for as long as I have been this way. I feel I will eventually run out of room to walk. I feel I will suddenly reach this cliff with no bottom. I feel I won't be able to hold myself back from dropping off the cliff. I just want someone to help me. Help me get back to normal. I want to be HUMAN!

❝Some women fear the fire. Some women simply become it.❞ [r.h. sin] When the proverbial shit hit the fan and the dead started walking, Madison knew the world had gone to hell in a hand basket. While on the verge of losing who she is, the only thing that keeps her maintaining the will to live is her desire to keep the people she loves safe. Through all of the death, violence and loss, she had never expected Daryl Dixon to become one of the people she loved the most. And he certainly didn't expect to fall in love with her, either. But there are no happy endings in a world where the dead prey on the living. Especially when the living start to turn against each other, too. © Copyright for TWD show belongs to AMC and its writers. I only own my OCs and their plots within the story.

"You have a name?" "Sunshine." ••• I was alone. I preferred it that way, no one to worry about except myself. Until a run in with an old friend makes me change my perspective.

UNCONTINUED!!! Will not update! It's been two years since I've seen my dad. I hate my mother; or monster as I call her. She doesn't care about me...its just the child support from my dad she cares about and she goes and spends it all. My name is Sky Rose Dixon and dad is Daryl Dixon. My life is horrible with mom hitting me and my stepdad Philip. He just likes touching me. I wish my dad was here to get me out of this.

** DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was fourteen. Please keep that in mind when you read the overly dramatic passages, uncreative insults, and generally self-centered behavior. Grammar is 95% correct and story is very fun, but this was written by a 14 year old. You have been warned.** ---- "I'm a glass half-full kinda guy." When you find yourself in the middle of the apocalypse in Atlanta, you almost give up on living when four survivors find you in the building you are staying in. And suddenly, you're not giving up on living just yet. - This story is a reader insert, and there are several terms that you, as the reader, may need to know if you have not read one of these types of stories before. The terms are as following: Y/N: your name Y/L/N: your last name Y/F/N: your full name H/C: hair color E/C: eye color H/L: hair length (Follows the events of AMC's The Walking Dead. No characters are mine, they belong to Robert Kirkman and AMC.) creds to: @Shayennfelicity_ for the cover

When you're thrust into a situation you never thought could happen, would you do anything to protect the ones you love? "This was hands down the best negan book ive read. You portrayed him perfectly. Please come out with the second soon!!" -This story is based off of The Walking Dead but it will not follow the exact plot of the show. I do not own any of AMC The Walking Dead's characters, only mine. -This story is 16+ and contains: Mature language Violence Sexual situations

When Negan's only daughter intervenes to save Glenn and Abraham, she finds herself tossed aside and declared a traitor. Taken in by the people of Alexandria she finds what a true family is and learns just how far she will go to protect them.

My name is Sara Walsh...yes, the sister of Shane Walsh, sadly. He's the prankster idiot, and I'm the intelligent rebel. Bad and smart usually don't mix, but they've never met me. Cop of the King County Police Force, along with my brother and friend, Rick Grimes. I'm normal, about five foot four, brown hair, brown eyes...hella good with a gun. And I had no idea how useful that would become. Book #1 of the TWD Sister Series

My life used to be normal, I used to go with friends. Play basketball, eat meals everyday. Now my life is just different. People are eating other people, but they are not just normal people. They are monsters. We call them walkers. I was separated from my family when this happened. I was on my own for who knows how long until someone found me. They took me back to they're camp, a farm. I've been here for awhile now. I know everyone and this is now my new home. Day after day we did mostly the same. Atleast I did, I went out hunting in the woods, out looking for supplies. Anything to help us. I missed my life before this. I enjoyed life, I loved it. Had a great brother, nephew and I was best friends with his wife. I had such a great life. And now it was all over. I lost my family, I always wanted to believe they are still alive. But the chances were slim because it's been so long since this has all started. I wish I could live my normal life but I had to face it. This is reality