Hi guys, I just started to write this Fanfiction!
I am 13 years old, my name is Kayla H., its the end of the world.
No, I'm not joking, and I'm not one of those girly-girls who think its the end of the world because their nail broke.
Its the goverments fault, the released it, and now everyone has to suffer.
Now, everyone has to scavange, find canned goods in abandoned homes.
What is it? You ask, Well it's zombies, I call them Walkers, they're everywhere. But I found you, when my sister that we were going to settle down in a abandoned house in the country.
So, I emtied out my bag, and so on, I found you, and I'm starting to write in you again.
Well, my sister died but after that, and a lot of walking around, I found a group.
The group consisted of a bunch of kids, about 5 adults, and, a old man. They told me they were going to a jail.
A boy named Carl asked me if I was going to go with them, I don't know, I work better on my own, but having a group is more safer.