Dead Love

Hi, I'm Grayson. I don't know how old I am, where I'm originally from, how I died, pretty much anything before I died. I've been walking around Belle Rive Illinois for awhile with the pack. The consists of almost every citizen in the town but we all stay somewhere outside of the town. In the pack I'm close with a small amount of people, their names are Wyatt, Hunter and Serenity. We can speak clearly like any normal human being. We're not like the type of zombies that can't talk and just grunt & groan. Well some do. Anyway, I can tell that everything is falling apart. Windows are shattered with glass everywhere, the roads are filled with wrecked cars, few of them we were able to take and fix up so we can drive outside to other town to feed.

Ever since I walked along the earth, killing to survive, I have been feeling like something is missing. I don't know why but as time goes by, it gets worst. I never remembered what it felt to be alive. I want to remember my past, what it feels like to have a beating heart, what it feels like to fall in love. I don't even know that can ever happen...
Grayson:http://www.quibblo.com/user/meolad14/photoalbum/2048974?page=5&per_page=9
Hunter:http://www.quibblo.com/user/meolad14/photoalbum/2048977?page=5&per_page=9
Serenity:http://www.quibblo.com/user/meolad14/photoalbum/2048978?page=5&per_page=9
Wyatt:http://www.quibblo.com/user/meolad14/photoalbum/2048976?page=5&per_page=9