Our Shadows (Carl Grimes/The Walking Dead)

Chapter 2: All alone

Author's note

Don't worry Carl Grimes lovers because he finally shows up in the next chapter"!!!

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The streets were worse. Those things that almost killed me earlier scattered the streets, bitting and chasing other people. Cars were flipped, buildings torn and burning in flames, dead human corpse laid along the streets. I couldn't cry, I couldn't breath, I couldn't believe what was happening. I never saw it coming. I continued to run past those things and straight to my house. I bolted to the door out of breath as I turned the knob. Locked. "Mom!" I began to shout, fear began to settle in and my breath began to turn heavy. I rammed into the door but was unable to knock it down. "Mom! Please!" I screamed, tears brimming my eyes. I looked behind to see dozens of those dead things notice my screaming. It attracted them. They walked towards me as i continue to struggle with the door. One after another, they broke into a screech, hurdling my direction.

I screamed louder until I realized my room window was open. Without hesitation, I threw myself to the back of the house. Blood curdling groans grew louder. My eyes searched for a way to get in when my eyes locked onto the apple tree. I clawed the tree, climbing the trunk. A loud screech came from behind me. Don't look behind you, keep climbing.

I looked back dis obeyingly to see three limp towards the tree. The sight caught me off guard and my foot slipped, sending me sliding down the tree. "No!" I cried. My fingers caught onto a small branch and I hung from ten feet above. The things swung their arms at my legs, trying to rip me off. I hung on tight and began to swing myself towards my open window. With only one more swing, the branch snapped. Out of instinct I grabbed onto the ledge of my window. Dangling in air like fresh bait. My adrenaline forced weak arms to pull me up slowly until I was halfway in the window. I then rolled in and dropped to the floor.

My breath slowed as did my heart beat. I laid on the cold floor watching everything I was taught, everything that I loved, everything that I know, flash before my eyes. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as all my emotions settled in at once. I burst into tears, cradling my self on the floor. My family is gone and I just saw my best friend get eaten alive. Suicide even crossed my mind.

If I killed myself right now, I could end it, end everything that is happening. I could be safe in heaven.

Those thoughts seemed like the only thing I could do. I continued to cradle myself for an hour until the moaning of those things seemed to subside. I gathered myself and crawled out of my room and to the stairs. Deja Vu hit me like a ton of bricks.

With my eyes blood shot, I could barely see the stairs as I climbed down them. When I reached the bottom floor my inner child began to cry for her mom, "Mom, Mom! Mom, please" I could feel my lip tremble.

Stay strong, Adara.

I could hear my mom's voice in my head, her sweet loving voice. When I walked to the living room, I snapped into reality and saw stains where pictures use to hang on the wall, clothing taken from bed rooms, all the important stuff... gone. Which means my mom must still be alive. She's alive. That thought erased my last resort, I can't kill myself. I have to stay alive, for her sake.

My survival instincts kicked in and I immediately locked all the doors and windows in the house. I then scavenged the cupboards. Unfortunately, everything was gone except for a coup of cans of vegetables and soup. I gathered all the food I could find and placed it on the marble island. I then gathered anything in my house I could use to defend myself if I ever get attacked by one of those... I think I'll call them Walkers.

After gathering everything I needed, I covered the doors and windows with blankets. I don't want them to see any light or hear anything or I'll be dead for sure. As I was setting up the last blanket I heard the T.V on in the living room. I finished pinning the blanket up and walked to the living room. The T.V was still on and on the same channel as it was when mom and I left the house. I slowly sat on the couch, eyes glued to the channel.

"It seems the horrific plague in Iraq has no gone global, all over the world people are being infected with this... disease" the man on the screen spoke.

"If you are watching this right now, we advise you to stay in your homes, lock the doors, and await for further instructions" a short blonde women spoke into the camera. How did the disease in Iraq move so fast? It only took half a day before the entire town became a yard for the walkers. I turned the lights and the T.V off to conserve power in the generator, that's why the T.V could still be turned on along with the lights.

I went up stairs to shower off the blood on my clothes. An hour long shower helped to clear my mind but I still wasn't completely calm. Thoughts of what it will be like for the rest of the days was unbearable. It scared me, I was alone.

After the shower, I decided to change into a black shirt, jeans, and a red sweater. Just in case I ever have to leave, I wouldn't be stuck in panama's.

I grabbed a chef's knife from the kitchen and placed it under my pillow on the couch. With one last look around, I let my head hit the pillow.

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