They were everywhere and I was trying not to scream while I saw my mother getting torn apart from other humans. I was just watching from the closet trying to not be to loud. Then that's when I hear it. Gunshots. People storming into my house where my mother and I made refugee during the outburst. They came in and the creatures went down easily. That's when he opened the door. His blue eyes looking into my brown. The hat boy.

𝔇𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢 Imagines for the TV show The Walking Dead. 🏅#10 in rickgrimes (August 2018) 🏅#16 in twd (August 2018) I don't own any of the characters from the show. I do own the characters I make up. © emiliaclarkesdragons 2016-2018