you are Daryl's kid your a teenager you were his adopted child since both your parents died not far along into the apocalypse so he's been raising you since you we're 5 now your 16 you thought of daryl as your parent more then you did your birth parents so you were never really bothered by the fact they had died but since you grew up in the apocalypse you were used to hiding your emotions and bottling them up sometimes you'd talk to daryl about them but since he was busy and you try not to bother him you kept journals one for your research keeping notes on stuff that could be important you also had one that was just to document the day keep track of everything and the third one was your most secretive one it was basically your diary were you wrote down all your emotions and deep thoughts

you walked into your room to find that your journals weren't there at the moment you lived with daryl, carol, rj, Judith and dog and the thought of one of them looking threw them especially your most personal one made your heart drop you walked down stairs to see Carol reading one of your journals Carol was always kinda like a mom to you in some ways but you definitely didn't like her looking threw your private stuff

"Wha- what are you doing!?" you ask a bit more scared sounding then you intended though you were clearly upset daryl came out from the kitchen since he was makeing rj, Judith and dog some food

"Hey.... what's with the yellin'? What's goin' on?" he asked in his usual southern accent a bit concerned