I'm just some orphaned kid from the streets of seattle. Nothing much else to me, Lost my mother in a house fire when i was 5, dad was a depressed alcoholic who was unfit to raise me when i was 8. Spent the rest of my childhood jumping form one orphanage to the next. Decided to say fuck it to that life when i turned 14 and lived by myself on the streets for the rest of my life. You know what? being on the streets taught me something. It taught me that people are ass holes and only care about you enough to use you as a ladder to get where they want.Once they got it they're done with you. I lived by doing what i could. doing enough to put food in my stomach and sleep. I did that for a couple years till i met this Girl. She took me in and we started traveling together. we got pretty far seeing where i am now. She didnt survive the infection though.
"You don't seem that broken up about it."
What you want me to cry about it? . . Its in the past there's nothing i can do about it. I'm done crying.