I never thought I would curse in my life. Like when we are kids and we say it just to break the rules of that our parents made or to relieve a little of the stress that we've been amounting throughout the day. But right now it was like it had extended towards my speech becoming one.
As for getting to the naughty list I never had the guts to do it. But, somehow in this apocalyptic shit that's been going on, I just put that fear aside.
the shit in video games was far too realistic, with those damn good graphics like in the Last of us or the Walking dead, but one true wasn't covered. The fucking heroes were missing. Nor the SOS nor the Soldiers not even the most trained Squads could confront the walking dead, zombies or even apocalyptic creatures. Choose wish name you like really. I just like to call them ugly shits.
I wasn't all that bad-ass so I just survived without killing.
That was my first plan. That and avoid them at all cost. However that was deeming to be impossible.
Walking always in group was another. Didn't work out all that well actually… The discussions were never seizing and that bullshit about when humanity is in danger it will unite is as true as me having a dick in the middle of my legs.
So I travel sometimes with trained soldiers or some population who was strong enough to fend for the good of humanity gaining some experience in the camp. They would call themselves The Rugs wish was pretty lame. I met some pretty good people in that group.
After almost losing my life trying to save a guy who I thought was the love of my life, Oh! Naive 20 year's old girl, I become a wanderer fending for myself, fighting for myself and living for myself.
When all this happened I was just a very confused new adult trying to take some time from a shitty job. And now I'm an adult who's trying to kick asses on her own.
