[This is the rewritten version of my old fanfiction.] Surviving the apocalypse is hard. Surviving it alone, even harder. Ashley Grant never expected her life to be turned around by one man. She was ready to live out her life in shame and despair, but then one boy stepped into her life and brought her into the light. However, it all ended the day everything ended. She was back in that hole of shame and despair, and now the dead was alive and ready to tear her apart the second she let's go of all hope. Her life in this new, dead land isn't much different from the one she was used to living. She could survive out there, on her own, living off the shadows. But the question was, would her sanity still be intact by the end of it? Warning: (Strong Language) (Mature Scenes) (Graphic)