This was the end.

I knew it, I could feel it in my bones that right here was where I would die. I stared at the Walkers as they approached. Their eyes ready to kill, their bodies rotting beneath what little clothes they had left. I would be one of them soon.

"Daryl!" I screamed as a Walker pounced on me, it knocked me to the floor, her mouth chomping away, ready to bite and kill me. I screamed and jammed my fingers into her eyes, the eyes practically melted away at my touch. I moved them in further and finally poked through into her brain. She collapsed on me, finally dead.

5 more was nearing me, and I couldn't move her body off me. I pushed and pushed but she was too heavy, she was easily triple my size. I was pinned here. On this leaf covered floor, with this dead Walker on me was where I was going to die.

I closed my eyes and thought about something nice, something that would be worth slipping away for.

My father and Mother was all in heaven waiting for me. They would great me with open arms and welcome me to them. I could see them now, smiling. "I'll be with you soon." I said quietly.

I felt hands on me and was sure this was the end. But no, the hands pulled me up from under the body. I opened my eyes, and my parents faces faded away from my mind.

"Move it." Daryl said, aiming his crossbow behind and shooting. Then he ran and so did I.

We ran a little into the woods until we came across a road. There was saw headlights heading our way. We ducked back into the tree line and kept running. I heard the tiers screech off. Can't trust humans these days, they're almost as deadly as the Walkers. We ran for what felt like hours, but in reality couldn't have been more than half an hour. After a while we stopped hearing the walkers chasing us, and we came up against less and less Loner Walkers to kill.

Daryl stopped running and turned to me. "You ok?" He asked and checked me over.

"Yes, I'm fine." I said and let him check me over. I knew that i was ok, but he liked to double check.

I was tired of this. So tired of running all day every day. I had almost died, again. Dying was becoming a boring concept. I hunched over and caught my breath.

Daryl walked around while I caught my breath, gathering fire wood. After a few more minutes I joined him. We set the wood down and built a little fire, just big enough to see a little way around us. I left and set up some noise makers just in case a Loner Walker found us while we was resting. When I came back, I sat down next to Daryl.

"Is there any food?"

He shook his head. "Only got m' Crossbow and our back packs." He nods to it, lying on the floor. He only had a few arrows left, probably used a lot of them on the ambush back there. "We'll have to do some hunting tomorrow, at first light." His voice was quite.

I nodded and led down, letting my eyes shut for a few seconds. As soon as my eyes shut, my parent's faces come back to my mind. They are still smiling, still waiting. I knew that I didn't have a lot of time left. I knew that the only reason I was alive was because of Daryl. And I was grateful to be given the extra few days, weeks, or however long I have left on this earth. Even if it is crappy, it's still life.

"Thank you." I say and look up at him. He glances at me and nods.

"I don't mean just for today, I mean for everything you have done. I wouldn't last a day out here on my own."

He smiles a little, "Well, I do need someone to keep me on my toes." He gives me a little wink before lying down too. "Get some sleep, I'll take first watch."

I lie back down and stare at the fire. It was small, but the orange flames was always beautiful. They reminded me of strength. That no matter what happens, it carries on living.

And that's what I feel when I close my eyes to sleep. No matter how tough this life gets, I must carry on. I must be strong.

I have to start looking and find Maggie.