August whatever, 2015
Months later after the boy kissed me I can't stop thinking.
And not exactly about the kiss, but about my family. Dead.
But the kiss was nice.
Damn....
I wish I could find the boy. Would he remember me? I'm sure I could tell who he was if only I could meet him again. Touch his face and hear his voice.
Being alone isn't so bad once you get used to your own voice.
For a while the scratchy sound that came from my throat sounded like a black crow's squak.
I found a new house to live in for a while. There's actually nothing wrong with it, for once. There wasn't any walkers in the house, which was easy to clear.
It's just.....
Sad.
It's so sad having nothing, or no one. Im nobody's favorite, nobody's love. Nobody worries for me or looks out for me.
I miss that. I miss my dad loving me unconditionally and protecting me. My sister worrying for me intensely. Now it's no one, nothing, emptiness.
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All We Have Left- Carl Grimes
Hayran Kurgu~•Walking Dead Fanfiction•~ Sophia Jones was separated from her family to be left alone with a mysterious boy in a dark boxcar at Terminus. Convinced it was their last moments of life, the boy she couldn't see planted a dying kiss on her lips. With...
