I know what it's like to loose someone close to you. My mom. My dad. My sister. I should've helped them. Should've killed the walkers but instead...watched my father die in front of me. I don't know what happened to my mother. Maybe she died by suicide. Or by the walkers. Or just out of fear. Me and my sister ran, we ran and ran. Then, she disappears and comes back... Dead... My life is a living hell. Guess that's one more thing to hate about being in the apocalypse.All Rights Reserved