Fighting Death { Carl Grimes Love Story/The Walking Dead }

CH 1

I Ran... I mean that's all you can do right? Just run? Running can do a lot for you. You can run away from your fears...Run away from your problems... But eventually you have to stop because your just tired...and you want to give up, or because you have cramps, or because your feet just cant work any longer. What Im trying to say is...You're eventually going to have to come at a stop at some point.

So I did. I gave up because i just couldn't handle this life anymore, I was tired of killing to survive. I ran into the woods after a Huge Tide of Zombies (yes i said zombies) decided to ruin my meal on the street. All i had was a knife. All I had was myself.

My mother left my father and I way before the apocalypse happened. I've never seen her. My father, I killed him. Not because Im crazy or anything but because he was bit on the shoulder.. And i was to late to stab the damn thing in the head...All i can do is just watch him in pain, Even thinking about it now brings tears to my eyes. He knew what would come next if I hadn't done what I did. So he took his gun out of his holster, shot the zombie...Said he was "sorry" and then he gave me the gun to shoot him. I did, and his body lay lifeless in the road where we stood. Just after that another zombie came walking lifeless. I shot at its head multiple times until the bullets were out. and I threw the gun onto the floor where it clattered.

I bawled my eyes out for what seems like hours. I didn't want to be here by myself. But here I was. And there was nothing that I could do about it.

I fall in the dirt...I cry and I hear the crunch of leaves and the sound of low grumbles as the zombies close in on me. I scream "take me just hurry up!" I cant do this. Then The zombie that was nearest falls on top of me unexpectedly. With a bow in its temple, I push the zombie off with energy that came out of nowhere. I stare at the man who saved me.....