A Kind That's Lost-Daryl Dixon Fanfic

The thought of not being with my family,..being lonely...it haunts me. It plays over and over in my mind like a broken record player, reminding me that I have nothing. Ever since this god damn apocalypse, everything went crazy. The undead, people killing people, finding dead bodies like it's no big deal, and not to mention cannibals!

I try not to forget who I am, I guess we all do. The Apocalypse changes people, it sure did changed me.

My life could have gotten worse if it weren't for them...If it weren't for him.