Just Keep Breathing - TWD

by CrimsonZombiiSlayer

My name is June Rhee, and this is my story. Not my life story, you aren't here for that. You're here because you want to know how the apocalypse went down. Don't worry, this is just as terrible as you hoped. There's suffering, trauma, and love. What more could you ask for during the end of the world.

1. Preface

My name is June Rhee, I'm 26 years old and I have a little brother named Glenn. We are second-generation immigrants from South Korea. We had two amazing parents, who were one of the first to perish when the pandemic hit. See Glenn was living with me in the outskirts of Atlanta, he was going to school while working part-time, and my parents were getting older so I decided to let them have a break from having children so they could have fun for a while. They lived in the heart of the city, the center where things got bad quickly. Within 24 hours the city was lost to the infected, gone. The safety promised had gone into flames. I guess everything truly started for us that day.

I think nobody really expects that bad things are going to happen. Nobody expects that they will wake up one morning and everything they've ever accomplished in life will mean nothing, and the life they once knew and lived for is gone. To go to bed happy and looking forward to things one night, to go to bed terrified and devastated the next. I think that people don't imagine anything happening to them, that it can't happen to them. But what're you supposed to do when it does? Here's my story