Well Hello [Carl Grimes Love Story]

Well Dang.

My name is Kaylee and I am 12 now going on 13 as you probably already know. You also know that I am in Atlanta, but let's see how I got here....

Flashback
"that little brat" was the very first thing on my mind this morning. My seven-year-old sister decided it would be funny to dump water all over me for an alarming wake up call I was not expecting. "LIV!!!" I screamed trying to catch her as she was running away. That was one advantage she had, I was a terrible runner. There was an advantage I had though, I might not be able to catch you but if I do I could beat the mess out of ya. I guess I get my strength from the sports I play at my school, I have played volleyball and softball since I was a little girl. "Kaylee! You need to shut your trap! An important message just came on the news! And no more fighting with your sister!" My lovely mother said. "Whatever, I'll be in the shower." I replied and I glared at my sister while she had a devious smirk on her face. As I got out of my wonderful shower, I was in the middle of French braiding my long blonde hair when my dad burst in the door. "Can I help you Dad?" I said. "We need to board all the windows NOW Kaylee, turn on the news and you'll see why." he said. As I watched on the news what was happening I could've swore my heart stopped right then and there, the only words I could say to my dad as a response was "Well Dang". After I had a good understanding of what was going on I began to help my dad. My father told me that my mother and sister went to get everything from the shed, or as I like to call it second house. You see my mother was one of them extreme coupon people, so in a way  I guess we were prepared for the apocalypse. Eventually you couldn't say anything outside of our house, being that the boards were up. We had piles of my moms supplies everywhere, which now realize I'm grateful for. Now that my mom and sister were back in the house my dad went to go get all of his guns. Now don't get me wrong my dad wasn't one of those people who planned out for the apocalypse, but if he ever showed you all of his weapons you would think he was. I started to just forget the fact we were in apocalypse and just focus on what needed to be done. We all had bags of clothes, knives, water, and food for if we never needed to make a quick escape. We were all good, well as good as anyone could be at the end of the world, until that day. Liv and I we're stronger, me more physically and LIV more emotionally, than we ever thought we could have been but we couldn't stop this. Dad decided it would be safe to run down to the sheriffs office with Liv to see if he could find any more weapons, as if we needed any at the time, but he wanted it for our safety I guess. So it is me and my mom at the house by ourselves. We decided to go out to the shed to see if we could find anything else that might've been left the first time, just for a doublecheck.
While we were looking I was on the right side of the house while my mom was on the left, this was the first time we had been out of the house since the beginning. I guess someone used our shed is a place to hide, but they couldn't take it anymore and they shot them self . Because then I heard my mom screaming for help. "HELP KAYLEE!" she called. By the time I got there she was already bit and I stabbed the walker. There was a huge hole where the walker bit into my mothers neck, her and I both knew she didn't have that much time. "Kaylee, keep them safe. Watch over them, remember I'll always be with you wherever you go. I will love you all forever, please tell them that. To the moon and back. My family will survive this world because y'all are strong enough. And you and your sister remember that this world is about surviving now and I believe in you both. Goodbye my sunshine, I love you" my mother said in her last breaths. "I'll love you always" are the only words I could get out of my mouth as I stared in shock at my dying mother, her now lifeless body in my arms. My family has been over what we have to do when someone doesn't die by head injury, we have to kill them again so they won't turn. I had to kill my own mother. I'll never forget the faces on my father and sister when I told them what happened. They were broken, but I put on a mask and tried to be strong just like my mother told me I should be. I comforted Liv the best I could but I never been the best at that, mom always was. Dad didn't care anymore after that, that almost hit me harder than my mom dying I had always been a daddy's girl. I guess that's what led to my dad going on a walker killing rampage. He ended up dying to, I guess he couldn't live without mom. After that me and my sister had no reason to stay, it'd already been a little over a year after all this is started but me and my sister went on supplies runs often even with the food we already had. Those months were quiet and a little scary by ourself but I never let Liv know I was scared. So the supply runs gave us something to do other than sit in the house that our parents used to share with us. "We are going to Atlanta" I told Liv. "We can't just stay here and wait for something to happen and it's breaking my heart watching you walk around here trying to act like you don't miss our parents. I know it's been a long time since this whole thing started but it's the only plan I got. Is that fine with you?" I asked my now eight year old sister. She replied with "I've been waiting to get out of here since mom died. When do we leave?". "I was thinking in two days, that should give us time to pack everything we absolutely need. Now let's go to sleep" I said.

And that was the beginning of this mess I call a life.

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