Ashley's POV:
I hate this world. I will forever be alone! I'm tired of thinking of having a family again. Leaves fall from an autumn tree. I shiver. Goosebumps grow onto my arms. My shortish-longish dirty blonde hair sways to the beat of the wind.
I walk away from that one area and see a cabin off in the distance. I run to the abandoned cabin.
Here I am... at the door. I listen for walkers. None. I bust open the door and pull my knife out.
Nothing. Exactly nothing. I walk in and place my backpack on the floor. There's a couch---it looks like it's about to retire but I sit on it anyways.
I place my gun beside me. Old newspapers are scattered everywhere. Some mention the disease that caused this. Some even mention my father.
*2 years ago*
"Ash!" My dad yelled. "Yes?" I ask. "I got the job!" He responded. He had wanted to be the news anchor for CNN.
"Congrats!" My mother and I congratulated him. We all hugged each other.
*back to present*
I remember that day. It was a good one. I was with my family. I was their only child because my mom had this disease that made it hard for her to have kids.
A gunshot fires in the distance. I grab my backpack and hide in the cabin. The gunshot wasn't super far away. It was rather close.
I hear footsteps. I find a bedroom and hide under the bed. "Is anyone here?" A boy asks.
"Is anyone here?!" He asks again.
I don't answer. I don't want to risk my life. I carefully climb out from under the bed. "Are you on your own?" I ask. "Yes." He responds.
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you're the light: carl grimes
Fanfic{NOTHING RELATED TO OTHER C.G. FANFICS THAT I HAVE WRITTEN} Ashley has been alone in the apocalypse. She knows that she can't depend on anybody after what happened.
