Daryl's voice filled the air when I woke up that morning. I heard loud footsteps jumping up the stairs. I stared out the window, a beautiful sunrise. I climbed off the makeshift cot and walked outside.
I heard mom and realized she had come in for Carl.
I walked into the yard and sat on the grass. No blood stains no death. I like this place.
"I would like everyone to come to Ottis's memorial." Dad said to our group.
I didn't really pay attention during the memorial only the part where everyone put rocks all in a pile.
After the memorial I noticed Glenn was trying to make a fire, and failing. I stood next to him and he looked at me.
"Want some help." I chuckled. Glenn looked at me in a way that's saying no but then nodded his head. I laughed then went to starting the fire.
Glenn looked so amazed and I just laughed.
I've spent more than enough time in the woods to know how to start a fire.
I looked around to see everyone doing nothing accept Carol she was hanging up the laundry lines.
Dad, Daryl, Shane, Hershel, Maggie and Andrea were talking about Sophia and how they were still searching for her.
They all split up and Shane limped over to me. I guess he hurt his ankle on the run.
"I'm going to need your gun." He said.
I shook my head.
"Now." He said.
I still stood there shaking my head.
"Come on now, Rick and I turned ours over and Dale still has his riffle so we are fine. Now I need you to give it here." Shane calmly said.
I walked away.
Shane started limping after me. he grabbed my wrist and forced me to turn around. He used so much force that it made it look like he pushed me to the ground.
"You listen here you little, you little b-" Shane started, "What the hell is going on here?" Dad asked.
I stood up and Shane slapped me across the face.
that's when I had enough.
"Sure go ahead do whatever the hell you want to to me. You can slap me, you can call me a little bitch. Do all you freaking want!! Obviously cause I'm a little younger you don't know how to treat me like a fucking adult." I screamed causing everyone to look at me. Shane punched me in the gut once more before my dad pulled him away.
I ran off into the woods.
No food.
No weapons.
No shelter.
"Just kill me now." I whispered.
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This World We Live In(the walking dead fanfiction)
FanfictionLizzie Grimes, 16 year old daughter of Rick and Lori Grimes. Brother of Carl. When the apocalypse breaks out, and Rick gets shot, Lizzie, Carl, Lori and Close friend Shane find a camp and stay with them. "This is a hell of a world we live in." (I d...
