After what I experienced. I wasn't the same. I stayed in bed all the time and even though, yes these people were trying to take care of me or trying to get me out to get some sun. I didn't want too.

my boyfriend was one of the last reasons for living. Without him.. I don't know what to do.

People in the apocalypse would say "you're supposed to try and live. You're supposed to survive. You are supposed to be a human"

I wish. I wish so hard that I could because if I did, I wouldn't be here today and the apocalypse wouldn't have started.

I sat on the prison bed all week. Barley eating, nothing more than a few bites. I learned some people's name from hearing outside of my cell.

The old man who fixed my bandage was named 'Hershel' and he's the "doctor" —if you'd say that— of the place. The young girl who waved to me last week was named Beth, she's a teenage girl maybe a few years younger than me. And the girl I saw her talking to was her older sister Maggie. Apparently to my knowledge Maggie and Beth are the daughters to Hershel.

Then there's Rick and Daryl. Rick was the leader of the group. I kinda figured that out on my own. Only because anytime he makes a plan, they always listen. and I don't think they'd listen to someone who wasn't their leader.

Daryl was different. We've only talked once maybe twice and those were very small moments. Last time we "talked" was when he brought me into the prison. After that we've just had moments where we look at each other. But I always look away before I could say anything, or he could say anything to me.

I haven't seen Daryl since yesterday when he was sitting on the stairs. He was talking to the young boy with a cowboy hat. Heard his name was Carl. And I think he's Ricks boy.

I watched Daryl talk to Carl. But he never noticed. I watched him closely as he smiled and talked to the kid. He didn't show much emotions and I've never seen him smile. I caught myself looking for a while and snapped out of it before I turned around and laid on my side in the bed.

Today is Wednesday April 5th, my 7th day not leaving the cell. Hershel had come up to me and checked on me but I never talked nor responded to any of his questions

I was sitting on the edge of my bed, just thinking when Rick came into the room slowly with a plate of food.

"You have to eat"

"I have nothing to eat for"

"So you stay alive"

"Who says I want to stay alive" I look up at him with watery eyes.

He comes closer sitting on the edge of the bed next to me. "Look" he sighs "I get it, I witnessed it with you." He looked at me "but at some point you gotta move on.. you gotta live"

I stayed silent. Just hearing both our breathes inhale and exhale. Nothing moved or made a sound for a minute or two. Not before Daryl was running into the cell block yelling to everyone in that harsh voice of his.

"Walkers! Everywhere outside"

Rick has gotten up and grabbed his revolver out of his belt holder. He left me in a flash and went down the stairs and a group followed Daryl outside. I think I was the last person left inside the prison by the time I noticed all the growling outside and yelling.

Is this my chance?

Can I leave?

Now.

I got up and looked out the cell just to make sure I WAS the last person in the cell block. I made my way around the railing and down the stairs. I looked to my right. More cells. Even the cell when Jack was being held.

I looked to the right again to see an exit. I slowly tiptoed my way to the door. And I open it slowly trying to not make it creak.

I finally pushed the door opened and looked outside. To see what Daryl had said..had been true. Hundreds of walkers everywhere. No where to run without getting bitten by one.

I didn't know what to do. I sat there watching in complete horror. Trying to see if anyone walked by that I can run with out of here with.

I saw this black man running. I head people after him calling "T-Dog!" He was running. He may have noticed me because he came right up to the door and ran inside. Behind him was carol.

"Cmon let's go! We got to go!" He yelled towards us

I looked at carol who had a gun in her hand.

T-dog had a pistol.

I had nothing.

T-Dog and coral both ran ahead of me screaming over their shoulders "Let's go!"

I quickly sprinted behind them. I didn't know what to do. I've never been around this many walkers before. It's all happening so quick.

I snapped out of it. I had to stay focused to stay alive..

Alive? Wasnt I just talking earlier about not wanting to live?  I don't know what got into me. All of a sudden I wanted to try, I wanted to help, I wanted to live.

Live to see other people's faces. Live to grow old and happy. Live to love..

T-Dog and carol led the way to a Door entrance. They made me run in first as a sign to protect me.  I walked in and they walked in right behind me shutting the door. They called them the "tunnels" they were long and narrow, and quite dark. No windows to let in any sun. And I mean- no lights.

We were running lefts and rights, lefts and rights. I had no idea where they were leading me. Then we saw them.

A group of walkers and biters had gotten into the tunnels "fuck" carol whispered to herself.

"What are we gonna do?" I asked them silently

"We are gonna go for it."

"WHAT" me and carol questioned T-Dog.

"The exit door to the back of cell block c is to the right and to the left,if we can make it past these zombies we can escape."

He assured us

Actually wasn't a bad plan.. but how were we going to get passed them?

All of a sudden T-Dog ran towards the group of maybe 2 or 3 biters. Pushing them against the wall

"T-Dog!" Me and carol screamed out.

"GO.. Go!" He screamed as he was being bit in the shoulder. Loud mumbles and growls could be heard coming from the zombies.

Me and carol stared shockingly at the scene that was occurring.

"GO!" He yelled one last time.

Me and carol made our way up and around past him to get to the exit. To the right and then left. Me and her pushed the steel door out of the way. And the sun hitting us like a bitch.

We no longer heard screams of T-Dog. I said a few words in my head for him. I'm guessing carol did the same by the way she looked down.

"Let's go" she yelled. To get me to go with her to help out the rest.

She started running off thinking I was right behind her. But the way she was going were a bunch of zombies. I looked behind me towards the forest. No sight of them.

So I took my chances and I ran straight for the fence. Climbing it as best as I could with my hurt arm.
I finally made it to the top. And I jumped down the fence. Hitting the ground so hard I twisted my ankle. I couldn't stand up properly so I pushed myself up with my one good arm. And stood as best as I could with one good leg. I then wobbled my way to the woods.

I was free

No one knew anything.