I walked around the orphanage in boredom. I looked at Chloe who was on the floor playing with Lexie. "Brooke?" I heard someone said. I turned to see Michonne. "Can we talk?" She asked. I nodded and followed her outside. "You know, before things became a living hell, I had a son. Three years old." She confessed. "What happened?" I asked. Michonne's eyes filled with tears. "My boyfriend and his stupid friend left him to be eaten by walkers." I bit my lip to stop myself from crying. She continued. "Those two walkers I had chained up when we first met, they were my boyfriend and his friend. I wanted them to suffer." She said, tears racing down her face. "Michonne, I'm sorry.." I said. We sat, hugging. Then, I heard someone scream. Chloe.
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Living With The Dead
CasualeBrooke has been alone with her little sister since a week after the apocalypse began. That was when she was thirteen. Now she's fourteen and has to act fast with the only weapon, a katana, that use to be her father's but when she's finds a group, ch...
