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I was 8 years old when my father John Winchester left me at my uncle bobby's  place and told him to deal with me because three kids is too much. Bobby, that old bastard taught me everything, how to track, how to kill with any weapons, hell I could use somebody's finger and kill them, but I never trusted him not to leave me, not because I didn't love the old fart, but because everybody has, my mom, my dad, all my friends. I only got to see my brothers when my dad had a hunt near town which was great. 
Anyways now the fucking zombie apocalypse has happened and me and my dog Razor are trying to survive in a world that's gone to shit. Don't get me wrong I hated the place before people died and came back to eat you, but this world doesn't have pizza so it sucks ass.

I do not own any characters from the walking dead or supernatural. I only own Kloey
Updates will probably be really slow, and when I do update I'll try to do a couple chapters at a timeAll Rights Reserved

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The Only One | Negan by cherriesandpoison

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** 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

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