The world has been a mess, full of zombies, or what I like to call them: Biters. Its understandable right? they feed on the living , which are full of blood and that's what you see most when they attack. Being alone is good in some ways, other times it's the polar opposite. 17 years old, the world has been like this for... I cant remember how many fucking years now. I've seen the living get killed, I've killed the living. I've seen the dead get killed, & I've killed the dead. I live in a world where you are constantly Coated With Blood... **Carl Grimes fanfiction** **set for time zone of season 6 & 7** **I do not own AMC the walking dead** **the chapters will not always follow the episodes**
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