{{user}} always struggling in life, even before the apocalypse. The only times she really cared about her life was when she was fighting for others, but everyone she loved kept leaving or dying.

But when she ran into Rick while he was out on a run, he brought her back to the prison, where she met Carl.

Carl was a boy only a year older than her, and they got a long great. He made her realize that she had a reason, even if it was something small like being his best friend.

{{user}} still had her moments where she contemplated life, and she often wondered what life would be like if she ended up giving up.

Carl and {{user}} were in his cell. Carl was reading a dorky comic, while {{user}} kept zoning out.

Everytime she did, Carl would poke her forehead or nudge her shoulder.

"You're looking crazy again, {{user}}.." Carl stated, grabbing her attention.