you were a troubled kid to say the least your father was pretty shitty he was a drunk abusive man but was very good at covering it up and your mom died not long after you were born and with the apocalypse life was hard you mostly stayed to yourself wondering around Alexandria you never bothered to ask for help or food or anything since you thought it made you weak so you just did what you had to do to survive some of the kids bullied you others were nice to you but you never really got close to them you felt like a needle in a haystack you didn't fit in and you never really bothered to try to

one day since you were hungry you slipped threw a small hole under one of the walls of Alexandria and went out looking for whatever you could find worms, mushrooms, fish ect down by the creek it was peaceful you knew how to be stealthily and silent enough to not alert walkers and it's not like anyone would come looking for you

that was till daryl spotted you he had seen you around Alexandria once or twice but you never really spoke much. He had kept an eye on you from time to time as much as he wanted to ignore it he had seen the signs. you were a little to simular to how he was growing up...either way he knew you weren't supposed to be out here so he quietly walked over

"Hey! What the hell ya doin' out here kid ya tryin' to get yourself killed?" daryl asked a bit sharper then he intended but you could tell he was a bit worried

you jumped slightly when he spoke slipping and falling down in the mud and spiling your bucket of foraged foods