𝗘𝗹𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗲 𝗚𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗶𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 before the outbreak that was till the outer glass frame holding her life shattered , her dad was shot and put in a coma , then the dead started walking .
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Silent tears run down my face as I watch Carol. She lets out these haunting cries while Daryl holds her , stopping her from getting to Sophia's corpse. My Dad shot her and I can tell it took a toll on him , it's the look in his eye it's one I don't recognise. Finally Carol slips out Daryl's grasp as she walks away from the massacre , her cries still being heard but now masked by new ones.
I turn to my left to see Beth distraught as she pulls away from Patrica and heads over to the bodies. Greene tries to stop her but she pushes him off, she reaches a body of a women who I presume used to be her mother. Fresh tears fall down my cheeks as she clutches her dead mother. I will not forgive Shane for putting them through this in such a horrific way. Yes they needed to realise that the walkers were dead not people who are just sick but it could of been handled way differently.
Suddenly I hear growls and Beth's high pitched scream , her mother's reanimated corpse now clutching onto her pigtails. Without thinking I immediately run over , we can't lose anyone else. I pull the body by the legs away from Beth as I see the others picking her up and Glenn grabbing the Walkers arms.
He's struggling to keep ahold of it so I drop the legs and get out my curved machete. As fast as I can , I force the weapon through the walkers head. The now familiar squelch sound rings in my ears as a splatter of blood fans across my face. The body drops to the floor with a thud , the head not longer having a face but just smushed pieces off flesh and brain. I may have hit it with too much force or maybe it's this weapon. I look down at the crimson dripping off the curved machete (that Dale told me was called a kukri).I haven't had to use it yet but now it's no longer clean, it's marking my 7th walker kill.
I look up to see my dad as he nods at me and I do the same back , it's a silent understanding that we're both ok. I turn my head , Greene is clutching his sister tight like he's afraid she will disappear. His hand holds her head to his chest keeping her from looking at their Step mothers corpse , as her cries become muffled. I look at her in sympathy , so much changed from earlier when we were just collecting eggs and laughing , basking in the farms sun. But now the cruelty of this world has seeped its way through the cracks right back into our lives. We weren't ready for it.
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I sit with Carl and mom just a few feet away from the scene . " I thought I'd find her" Carl breaks the silence , " we all did" I reply rubbing his shoulder as his head leans on mine. "I mean me , that I'd be the one. Like maybe she was hiding somewhere in a cave or a tree. She'd be safe and I'd find her and bring her back" he takes a breath before continuing " he did the right thing shooting her , I would've done it too"
No tears were seen and his tone of voice didn't waver as he spoke , it made me realise how much he had grown up since the world ended. I smile at him " Your right bud" I reply leaning my head on top of his as my mom looks at us with a unreadable expression on her face.
"Dale could you take Carl up to the house I want him to rest" Dale nods as he guided Carl away , I see my dad place his Sheriffs hat onto Carl's head. A small smile graces my face at the memory of when I used to wear it when I was little. I'm distracted from my thoughts by my mom's hands on my face , I flinch back in shock but let her readjust the plaster on my cheek.
