Not So Perfect Anymore...

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Hi, my name's Carl. I'm 15 years old... And the world is dead. No,no. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean I'm emo and everyone is sick and twisted. I mean there are ugly, resurrected corpses walking around everywhere... Yeah. I'm guessing you want to know what happened. Was there a nuclear war? Did someone eat a poisoned cheeseburger? Did a mad physco scientist create a drug that made everyone go cookoo? Yes.. Something along the lines if that, anyway.

Okay, so some Russian Scientist Dude made this drug and started selling it. And man, ..He got rich off of that stuff. The crackheads and stabbers that tried his stuff.. Died but didn't die at the same time. After dying and laying there for a few minutes, they got up and were a whole new person. Not even a person exactly. (Instead of a druggie they became a... Bloodie?) These addicts had a new taste for flesh. They would attack other people that hadn't taken the drugs and turn them into the brainless drones like the rest of them.

I, myself, thought these creatures were funny. My Dad tells me it's Absurd and Awful, but I don't exactly get why. "They're evil, Carl. They kill innocent people. Turn them into whatever they are. You think they're funny?!" He lectured me often. But, yes, I did think they're funny. Before it all started, people were terrified of the zombie movies. They had nightmares. Now, that it's actually happening, I think it is quite funny to watch these mindless creatures toddle around after a squirrel for hours on end.

My Dad and I were all on our own for some time. But soon, a woman and her group joined us. The woman's name was Carol and she had two girls (Lizzie and Mika) and a friend she had found on the road (Tyreese). I was particularly in love with one of her daughters. She approached the whole undead situation like I did, except stronger. I didn't quite understand EVERYTHING she believed about it, but I was willing to try. She was my age and we had spent quite a bit of time together since we met. One night, we went hunting together.

"So, what did you do before this?" Lizzie asked. "I went to school like any other kid. What about you, Liz?" I had smiled. "I never knew what school was like.My parents homeschooled me. I guess you could say I never really had any friends..." She said, dragging her feet in the piles of leaves. "That must've sucked. But now you have me." We walked for a minute or so in silence. "Shhhh." Lizzie pointed. There was a deer stand with a walker in it. "It saw us." She said. It stood up and came forward, which ended up with the Walker being smashed on the ground. I thought I heard Lizzie sniffle. "I'll get it." She said, grabbing it by the legs and dragging it behind a bush. While she was doing so, I whistled and and walked up to the deer stand. I climbed up and sat in it. I didn't know how hunters would sit in these for hours. They were extremely uncomfortable. "Having fun?" Lizzie said from below. She climbed up and sat in my lap. The sun was starting to come up. "Nice.. Isn't it?" I asked. She replied by smiling at me and pressing her lips against mine. My eyes widened and my heart exploded. Did Lizzie just... Kiss me? I decided it was okay to return the favor.

A/N: So in this story Lizzie is 15 like Carl...Also if you want you can follow me on Instagram. Chvns_pudding is tha name. Thanks for reading!