ELIZABETH'S P.O.V
I was going to cheer Carl up a bit, I really liked him, and wanted to ask him out.
I went to the door to see him, holding Paige, tight in his embrace.
"Oh, hey, Elizabeth! Good news, Paige and I are back together..."
My face went dull. Great....GREAT! Note the sarcasm.
"That's awesome!" I said, (hiding the sarcasm).
He smiled at me, holding Paige's hand.
I walked out of the room and sobbed a little. I bet he could see that I was about to cry.
I wiped the tears from under my eyes, and walked outside to take a breather. I walked along the road of cement, examining my surroundings.
Dead grass splotches.
Trees.
Fences.
Leaves.
Metal.
Boxes.
Weapons.
More metal.
The list goes on.
I walked towards the entrance of the prison. Supposedly, where Vincent died. Some of his belongings and remains were scattered across the ground.
His glasses.
Pieces of pajamas.
And...a picture...
I cracked the gate a bit and picked it up.
I examined what was covering this colorless photograph.
Two parents, a baby, a little girl, a little boy who is probably Vincent.
It looked like Vincent had been keeping track of this. Every single person except him had Xs across both of their eyes. Marking their death.
I fell to my knees, feeling his depression. I picked up a rock from beside the road, and slowly marked out Vincent's eyes.
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The Walking Dead: Secrets
FanfictionThis is a play I have been writing in school, but I am changing it into a book. It is based off of The Walking Dead, but my version. Still, some of the characters, and others are just added in. A zombie apocalypse occurred and now a group of people...
