AN: Hey y'all! So this is my first ever Walking Dead fic. I hope you enjoy it and please review! I really want to know if you guys like it or not!
-_Prologue_-
I felt my back hit the cold cement wall, my fingers sprawled out feeling it. The walker just kept coming towards me. He might have been attractive before becoming undead but now he had blood shoot eyes and dead, peeling skin. I felt my back pocket for my hunting knife but it wasn't there. I panicked. I took my eyes off of the walker to look down to the ground searching for any type of weapon that could possibly help me. There was nothing. No gun, no knife, nothing. My heart beat faster and my blood pounded in my ears. I looked over the walker's shoulder to see if anyone would be able to help me but no one was around.
'I am going to die,' was the only thing that I could think of. It was the thought that crept forward from the back of my mind and it was a for sure thought. I watched as the walker drew closer, his limp making him slow. I was cornered with nowhere to run. The walker was close enough now to the point where I could touch him. I took my hands off the wall and shoved him back. The man in his human life must have strong because he didn't go that far in his undead state. I stared at him in shock as he snarled at me before continuing toward his to his goal. Me.
I let out a small whimper as I let my eyelids fall over my hazel eyes. I wasn't ready to face death yet. I wanted to live, see the world, have a family, but in a world that's gone to hell those things seem trivial.
I felt the walker grab my arm. My hand automatically curled into a fist but there was nothing that I could do. I was dead meat. The last thing I thought about before I felt the blood splatter was the past week that I had. It had been a week from hell but I wouldn't trade it for anything…besides maybe a hot shower or a world not filled with walkers but hey ya' get what ya' get.
AN: Sooooo what did you think? Please review I am dying to know what you guys think!