Hope || Glenn Rhee x Reader
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  • Reads 433,079
  • Votes 13,179
  • Parts 43
  • Time 2h 36m
Complete, First published Jun 18, 2017
** 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.**
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"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. 
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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
All Rights Reserved
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"Nurse, I need some help." I turn to the man and furrow my eyebrows once more. "I'm not a nurse." He just nods. "Where can I find a nurse?" I shake my head. "Now? Probably no where. It's slim pickens out there. Most people are gone now." He stiffens a bit as he looks scared at my words. "Gone? What do you mean?" I put my gun back in its holster and shrug. "Dead. Once the dead started walking again, most people started getting picked off. It was fast. No one believed the news, so they didn't stay at home." ⚠️Disclaimer: I did not create The Walking Dead. I added my own characters, plot, etc.⚠️