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DONT LOOK BACK !
fear the walking dead !
season 1 — season 8 !

   BLOOD STAINED her hands, like long thick gloves that she was sure everyone was able to see

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   BLOOD STAINED her hands, like long thick gloves that she was sure everyone was able to see. red was everywhere, it seemed no matter where she looked blood had been shed, drenching the world in crimson.

   she wasn't proud of who she was, or who she'd become. yet she didn't think she'd change it, colette adapted, found a way to survive. while others didn't, while they fell she rose, she did what she had to do in order to stay alive, in order to keep her family alive, and she'd do it over again.

   coletta clark was fifteen when the lights went out, barley into her high school years, her school years had been cut short. her life and any dreams she had for herself, were cut short. it was a harsh reality that she had to face, everyone had to face it.

   when the news of a virus started going around, not many took it serious, thinking of it as a new stomach bug, perhaps the flu.

    as the days went on news of people becoming violent spread like wild fire on the internet, and on the news. the virus seemingly being the leading cause for it, if you got sick you became aggressive, people had reported watching others rip people apart, eating them alive.

   bile rose in coletta's mouth the first time she'd witnessed it, watching a man rip into a women's stomach, his hands clutching her organs as he chewed on the crimson colored flesh. staining around his mouth a red color, staining his teeth, clothes and beneath his nails. she'd almost puked.

   coletta clark , was a child when the lights went out, months later, she'd be an adult.

WARNING — this story contains, graphic descriptions, gore, detailed descriptions of weapons, murder, thoughts of killing, mature content, sa not on paper, grief

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WARNING — this story contains, graphic descriptions, gore, detailed descriptions of weapons, murder, thoughts of killing, mature content, sa not on paper, grief.

DISCLAIMER — i do not own ftwd or any of the character, i only own my two oc's.

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