Shaylee Greene, twin sister of Maggie Greene, older sister of Beth Greene and daughter of Hershel Greene has been surviving the end of the world at the farm she grew up in, along with the rest of her family. Things haven't been the same since the o...
It was quiet. Probably the quietest it's been since the apocalypse started. The only sounds that could be heard was the sniffling and sobbing coming from Beth and Patricia, the deep breaths coming from Rick, Shane, Glenn, T-Dog, and Andrea, and the weeping coming from Carol.
I couldn't cry anymore. I just couldn't. I felt as if I was numb. Going through the loss of my mother was the hardest and most devastating experience of my entire life. Learning to love Annette like she was my second mother took years, and when I finally decided to look to her as another mom, she was taken from me too. And don't even get me started on Shawn. He was my best friend. He was my protector. He looked at Maggie and myself as if we were blood, not just 'step-sisters'. In fact, I don't think he ever referred to us as his 'step-sisters' it was always his 'baby sisters' and that was it.
Losing him and Annette all over again was about ten times worse. And I was starting to question whether or not I even wanted to survive in this world anymore. Survive in a world full of death, and losses, and almost no hope. A world with no future certain.
A world where I could lose my father, my twin, my little sister, and Rick. Who would choose to live in a world like this? Did I even want to live anymore? Those were the thoughts that were circling around in my mind and the scary part is? I didn't know how to clear them.
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I slowly stood up, away from Shawn's mangled body, and took in the scene around me. Carol was still sobbing in Daryl's arms as he was whispering "Don't Look. Don't Look." repeatedly. Carl was currently in Lori's arms, tears streaming down his face, as Lori was just in shock, her eyes darting between Rick and Shane. My father was still on his knees, with Maggie directly behind him, rubbing his back soothingly.
Out of the corner of my eye, I sensed movement, and turned just in time to see Carol making a beeline for their campsite. My heart continued to break for that poor woman. Losing a parent and sibling was hard enough...I couldn't even image losing a child.
"Wait wait wait wait."
"Ma!" Beth cried out, as she ran over towards her mother. I could feel my stomach twisting into knots, and I could feel the despair in the pit of my chest. Beth just watched her mother get killed right in front of her.
