It's been 2 years since the border had hit us. During those 2 years, Me and Trey broke up, Maddie lost her parents, and my first ever best friend...Committed Suicide because he wanted to be with his brother. It's been so long since the border had gone closer to us. There were a couple of shakes this and there, but no border getting close. See, if you don't know, The border is like a HUGE wall that produces some-like zombies. It makes the zombie out of eating the ground. This wall reproduces about 324 million zombies a minute. So, that would mean we, us kids, have to have our guard up at every second. This started 6 years ago, When me and Trey started dating, Maddie still had her parents, and my first ever best friend was still alive. See, we were in class by that time, and in my school we have desks, and our desks have names. My desk name was, Marinette, Trey's was, Alabama, Maddie's was, Gumball, and my first ever best friend, his name was Blake, and his desk was named, Girls. The way we got those names were on the first day Ms. Nicks told us to go up and pick up a card and that would be your desk name for the semester, and when Blake got his I. WAS. DYING OF LAUGHTER!! Anyways, The start of the new year, the semester was almost ending. While we were learning, a huge crash happened, and I couldn't really tell cause of the huge crash noise, but I'm 100% sure I heard my teacher screaming.
This Story is Based on My dreams
I am Mariah Langsten, I go by May or Mariah. My friends, or the ones left would call me Mariah Carrie because how I could sing. I never heard it like they did. I am with two other survivors, My best friend Beth Greene, once the shit hit the fan I had no chance to find her. But once I finally got to their house. They were all gone, the barn was burnt to nothing, few walkers lurking and something that looked like their house. She told me a hoard got them and she told me about her group and what happened. It nearly killed me when she told me what happened to Hershel. He was like my second dad when we were kids. We cried for a while in each other arms. Then the other survivor was a guy I found on my way to Hershel's, which was over a 4 or 5 months ago. I lost count, besides his name is Andrew Winder. Him and Beth became a thing, but we decided not to tell her we've had sex more than a couple times. It was for comforting purposes, but we both knew deep down. It was defiantly for the hell of it, we haven't had any one sexually for a long time.
I was 23, blonde hair and brown eyes, Beth was 21, blonde with blue eyes. She was so damn pretty. Andy (As I called him) was 25, brown hair and blue eyes. I had zero training before all this started, all I did was play video games, eat food and cuss at online players when they pissed me off. I didn't have much of a life. Never really had a good boyfriend, not even a decent. They all wanted me for my "perfect" boobs. Which I thought was bull shit because its just a piece of fat attached to my chest, ugh. I dropped out. I sucked in everything I was a horrible person, I was a waste of oxygen on this earth. Sometimes I wondered if I bullet would make a nice last meal.
(My book Terminus is based on Terminus seen from AMC's The Walking Dead)
(I do not own any TWD characters)