My Last days( A Rick Grimes Fan Fiction)

I always thought my last days, when my time was up, I would be in the arms of my family and friends. No, instead I'm going to die alone in this cabinet with a broken leg, munching on a pop tart as my last meal... The fact that I made it this far is a accomplishment in itself.

Before I starve to death, mite as well tell you a little about me. Hi, I'm Blake. I got brown/red hair, chestnut. Eyes that are the color of dish water, not a pretty blue, but not quite green. I like cats, chocolate, the color blue, puns, and some pain killers for this broken leg would be great.
Things I hate: spiders, vegetables, the color yellow, the fact that someone just walk into this house and I can't fight back...
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Oh. OH SHIT.