Where did it all go so wrong so fast, the question I ask myself daily with the answer that plagues my thoughts, sometimes even taking over everything till I see red. I wish I could go back to the times when your biggest worry was being popular or your grades in school, not needing to always look over your shoulder or feel the constant need to move forward fighting with the void deep in your mind and soul screaming to stop and reunite with the ones you adore, love, and cherish. I always ask myself what would happen if the vampires didn't take over the thought that keeps reoccurring to the point where it once nearly took over me, but all that is a dream that was once never far from my mind although now as I grow up in this world it is becoming more distant. Now for reality, always something mankind wanted to escape especially in the world full of blood hungry freaks, I used to think evil was misunderstood and now I mentally slap myself for that 'Wake up Chris the world isn't a story with a happy ending', my ignorance and stupidity almost got me killed. Before the apocalypse I was shoulder deep in football, I was Christopher Daneworth the schools star player with the scholarship to a professional sports University, I didn't lose or knew what it felt like. I was arrogant and frankly I'm surprised nobody punched me in the face, I finally found out what it was like to lose the minute those freaks sunk their fangs into my parents necks, so I move forward looking behind my shoulder but never stopping because I may not be able to handle what's behind me. My name is Christopher Daneworth and I'm just getting started.