Lost (Carl Grimes love story; Completed)

Chapter 3

1 year later: 12 years old

Nothing. No mum, no dad, no sister.

They haven't come back for me. But I refuse to say that they are dead.

It is December 25th. Right now I would be opening presents with my family by the tree drinking hot cocoa and listening to christmas music.

But no. I'm waking up thankful that I'm still alive and that I've survived this long. I crack open a can of fruit that I've been saving just for this day.

There's still no cure. I haven't been outside in a month but I have to soon because I'm running out of food and I need to get more blankets since it's getting super cold. I'm in Florida so in the winter its cool in the afternoon but freezing at night and in the early morning. And since the heater doesn't work, I'm stuck in the cold night and the cold mornings.

I've realized that the only was to kill the things is the head. I think I'm going to start calling them scratchers since they look like they are scratching the air most of the time.

I've gotten survival knifes and a handgun. I don't really need or use the handgun but it's good to have. I grab a pullover hoodie put on my boots grab my duffle bag and grab my knife and put my handgun in the pocket of my hoodie.

I open the backdoor, the only thing I didn't board up since I have a fence. I hopped over the fence and ran down the road. When I arrived at the dollar store I threw a rock in and ran behind a car that must have broken down a long time ago. 2 minutes later no scratchers came out so I walked in and went to the food, by the time my bag was almost full with food I ended up with 5 cans of green beans, 3 cans of corn, 2 bags of marshmallows, 2 cans of fruit and 5 water bottles. "Merry Christmas to me" I said with a smile as I walked over to the clothes. I grabbed 5 long sleeve shirts, 1 pullover hoodie, 3 zipup sweaters, and two blankets. I barely had enough room in my duffle bag and ended up having to wear the pullover hoodie and carry the blankets. I looked like a snowman. I got home and still no one was here.

I put up everything and went up to my room. I haven't been in here in a little over a year. I look over to a dead fish. "crap my fish" I said tapping the glass lightly.

I then see something that catches my eye. I go over to the corner of my room and see a big bag of candy from last years halloween. I know it's been a year and some of it is expired but what do I have to loose! I'm a kid. I need my candy. I grab the bag and sit on my bed and pig out on candy. I eventually fall asleep comfortably on my bed.