I looked down at my bloody hands. I wasn't bleeding either, it was from these biters that took over the world four years ago.
Im alone. No family. No group. Nothing but my gun, knife, and my backpack which contains extra amo, not much though, two water bottles, four or five granola bars, and another knife.
Ive been on my own for three or four months now. I was with a small group if six but when the biters attaked, none of them made it. Im surprised I made it. Im not weak but Im not tough. I just fight.
Im 15 years old, I think, I'm 5'2 or 5'3, so pretty short, I have green eyes, and blonde hair.
Im currently walking in the woods. Theres nothing but forest surrounding me.
My mom died the day the outbreak broke out and my dad died two years ago, I think. Im the only child. My dad did anything and everything to keep me safe and he did his damn hardest. He even died for me. A herd of biters were attacking our group and I almost got bit but my dad jumped in front of the biter and saved me. I wouldn't be here if he didn't save me. He's my hero!
I heard leaves crunch behind me. I knew it was a biter. I quickly turned around to see two biters. No biggy. I was once in a situation where I had to kill 10 maybe 15 biters?
I walked up to one of the biters. This walker had no hair and had no hand. I stabbed my pocket knife in his right eye. Then, I killed the second biter who had thin blonde hair. I watched as the body fell limp to the ground.
I continued to walk to... Know where in particular. Im just goin' wherever my legs lead me, hopefully somewhere safe.
How about I tell you a little about my parents? Ok so my mom, I never really knew her. She was always at work. Id only see her after work or on Sundays at church. It was horrible not seeing her, it felt like as if I didn't have a mother to be honest. Now, my dad. Yea, he had work but he had had time for his daughter unlike my mother, he made time for me. My dad and I were so close it was awesome. He was my everything and I was his everything. My dad was the best dad in the world. Many people use to say that their parents were the best in the world but my dad was for sure the best in the world even universe. I wish he were still alive...
Thinking about my dad made me cry. Yea, I felt heart broken my mom died but I didn't know her, I don't even know her favorite color. Now, thats sad. Who doesn't know their moms favorite color? Me. Thats who.
I sat down, my back against a tree. I stayed there crying for fifteen minted (I have a watch.) Don't know why I need a watch in the apocalypse, but I just do. After crying, I ate a granola bar.
Is crying a sign of weakness? Am I weak? Should I be dead instead of my dad? Why cant life just be normal again? Why did the bible lie about the dead? How long will I survive for? Will I ever find people again? Am I the only survivor? Should I just kill myself? Ugh.
"Fuck everything," I whispered. I cant just sit here pout about everything. I wont find answers by sitting here.
I got up, brushed my pants off, and continued on my adventure.
If I'm still alive, then that has to be a reason that Im still here.. Right? God! Please give me a sign! Please!
All of a sudden it started to pour, rain heavily came down from the sky. After about three minutes I was soaked.
"What does this mean?" I ask, getting confused. Whatever. I continued to walk for about fifteen minutes until I saw a road ahead. While I got closer I heard a baby whining.
"Shh, Judith. Its okay," A male said.
"This is great," Someone cheered.
"I love the rain, it feels magical right now," another person said.
I know theres more then four people out there. Should I take my chance and go out there?..........
Well, I have nothing to loose so here goes nothing. I stepped onto the street and raised my gun.
"Drop your weapon," a guy with blue eyes, brown hair, and a beard commanded.
I looked at him for a few seconds then dropped the gun and kicked it too him. I know he didn't ask me to kick it to him I just thought it would make me look tough and fearless when Im really neither of those things.
"Whats your name," The guy asked.
"Skylar," I responded with confidence but my voice cracked a bit indicating I was kind of scared.
"Im Rick, this is my son Carl who is holding Juith, my daughter," Carl was cute to be honest but I can't focus on that because news flash, we're in an apocolypsee, "thats Abraham, Risita, Eugene, Tara, Gabrielle, Sasha, and Michonne, and Noah. You don't seem like a threat but before you enter our group I need to ask you three questions. First, how many walkers have you killed," Rick asked.
"... Uh, too many to keep track of." I reply being honest.
"How may people have you killed," Rick asked.
"One but-"
Rick cut me off, "Why?"
"Don't mean to sound rude or anything but I was going to tell you. Anyway, I killed a person because he was attacking my dad and so I had no choice but to kill him," I explained.
"Is your dad around," Carl asked.
"No."
"Oh... Sorry," Carl apologized, I just shrugged, sadly.
"Ok, I guess your apart of the group now. If ya want and if your not a threat," Rick said breaking the awkward tension.
"Sure. Y'all seem like good people. And no, I'm not a threat," I stated. Rick handed me back my gun which I put in my holster.
"We have three more people in our group but there looking for a car and supplies. Anything we can use," Rick said. I nodded.
I rubbed my hands together wiping off the dry blood in the rain.
"This is so nice," Tara exclaimed.
"Thank you God," Gabrielle preached. He seems like he was a pastor before the outbreak because of what he is wearing and his statement from before.
Judith started to pout so Carl put his hat over her head. Awe, thats what big brothers should be like.
"Look. It looks as if they found some supplies," eugene says.
I don't look, I just stand here enjoying the rain. It felt so nice on me. It was refreashing. I put my hand through my hair.
I looked at the three people that went to go find supplies. Oh. My. Gosh.
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