My watch says 3am. While everyone is asleep, I stare at the ceiling and remember that little barn. I remember Mark's little funeral. Glenn dug his grave and Gabriel read some lines from the Bible (the ones he remembered, he left the Bible back in Alexandria).
I start to tear up. I remember Maggie's cries. How we used to go to school (it's in a house, the actual school goes to the council and for storage) together. The times we went to the park and the community game nights.
I get up and go the washroom. I wash my face and go to the kitchen and find some water. I drink half a bottle and go back to bed. Just as I was about to fall asleep Michonne wakes up.
"Judith?"
"I just wanted some water." I whispered loudly.
"If you need anything tell me."
"Ok."
Michonne is like a mother to us. She takes care of me and Carl, watches over us and makes sure we're having fun. Like Maggie was to Mark.
I close my eyes and sleep.
I wake up to the sound of glass breaking. Everyone is up and eating and Tara's cleaning up broken glass from the floor.
"Don't worry. Just a glass." Carol explains.
I walk over to my dad. "Dad," I pause and finally say "what was mom like?" I ask quietly.
He finishes his can and takes a breath. "She was...a great mother. See how your brother is so brave? She taught him that. Carl had to kill her. His own mother. Would you do that?"
"No."
We were silent for a minute, then he said "I miss her. So much."
I don't know who she is, or what she was like, but I miss her too.
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The Walking Dead-Judith's life
FanfictionMy father told me a lot about my childhood. 15 years ago, when I wasn't even a year old, the world changed. The walkers, the... just everything. But they made it to Alexandria and that's our home now. It's perfect. Carl says it's just how it was bef...
