Carol's Daughter
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Last published Tue, Jul 9, 2019
Carol's first daughter is named Anna she stayed at the house when Ed moved in and took all the hits for her mother and little sister she will do anything for them until she couldn't take it anymore.
I packed up all my stuff the time read 3:50 am I grabbed my bags and slowly walked out of my room and closed the door tip toeing to Sophia's room I opened the door slowly and saw her softly snoring I smiled and walked to her bed, I leaned down and softly kissed her forehead "I'm sorry I hope you forgive me in the future" I exited out of her room went downstairs and went out the door never looking back afraid if I looked back I would go back into the house and have Ed abuse me again and again.
Years passed and I found out that shit hit the fan I went back to my house but I was to late they were already gone they already left. I was too late.
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An older-looking guy stepped towards me and my eyes flashed directly to his bat. It was a wooden baseball bat with what looked like some kind of wire around it. My eyes widened up in fear and I began to have a panic attack. The guy's face immediately softened, "Back up, she's just a kid!" He whispered sharply and pushed the Freddie Krueger looking guy out of the way, and knelt down in front of me. "What's your name, sweetheart?" He spoke so low I could barely hear him. I didn't answer and just stared at the bat that was not even two feet from my face. "I'm trying to help you." His voice got sterner, and that just made me even more scared but I forced words out of my mouth. "F-Faye," I whispered, winching due to the fact it's been so long since I've spoken. The man nodded, then stood up and held out his hand. I looked up at him, and he nodded towards my ankle. "I've got stuff in the RV over there, I can help." I was reluctant to trust him, and he seemed to take notice. "You really don't have another option, kid."Complete
𝐄 𝐑 𝐀 𝐌 𝐍 𝐄 𝐒 𝐈 𝐀 || twd
||𝐓𝐖𝐃 -- "I'll be yours forever. Just tell me when to start." 𝐄𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐚 (n.) - 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳． ꧁✩꧂ 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐀 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫, 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫. 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩
Not Made to Rot.
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'𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒈𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆.' . During the search for Sophia in the woods, he finds a different girl with a similar history his own. The world ending hadn't left much of a parenting guide for troubled teenagers plucked from the wild but he managed, somewhat. . "I didn't like how you talked to me," she ground out, refusing to look at him. "That was called parenting, sweetheart. I was telling you boundaries." Started: 02-23-23 Finished: 11-28-24 "...𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕞 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟." ― 𝕋𝕒𝕪𝕝𝕠𝕣 𝕁𝕖𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕤 ℝ𝕖𝕚𝕕, 𝔻𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕪 𝕁𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤 & 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕚𝕩 "𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠 𝕊𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕟, 𝕒𝕙, 𝕀 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠- 𝕄𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕝 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟' 𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕓𝕪 𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖." ― 𝕊𝕠𝕒𝕡&𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕟Complete
Ambivalent -The Walking Dead
A teenage girl is thrown into the depths of the world's end, with only a father and a small group of survivors. But it just seems that issues keep arising and tragedies continue to chase her and the only person left to trust is the redneck with no loyalties. When faced with betrayal, loss and heartache, will she still remain the kind, caring girl she always has been? Or will the darkness swallow her in one drowning gulp. {Ambivalent - having mixed feelings or contradictory ideas about something or someone} OC ~ Charlotte Walsh OC x Found family OC x ??? <3 ‼️I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR PLOT LINES OTHER THAN THE ONES I MADE UP (Charlie) ‼️
𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐈𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐈𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫// 𝐓𝐖𝐃
A 10 year old girl, sharing the world with the dead. Everybody becomes family at some point. "Blood isn't what makes us family. It's because you'd risk yours to save me if I needed it, and I'd do the same for you. We didn't know each other before this, heck you didn't even like me at first. But now... you'd kill to protect me, and when I'm scared, you're the one I run to. You're my family because you stayed and my parents, my actual blood... they just gave me up." "Ya sound like ya Pop." "I know." TW: death. gore. murder. deep trauma. drug use. alcohol use. sexual assault. mentions of needles. abandonment. (really deep stuff so please don't read if you're triggered easily)
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♡♡︎ 𝘐𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘈𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘱𝘴𝘦. 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘱𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘋𝘊. 𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘬𝘪𝘥, 𝘔𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘬𝘪𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘍𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘦𝘴,𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺, 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦. [OCxOC] [OCxRG] [Book 1 of the Anastasia Series] [season 1 - season 5]Complete
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An older-looking guy stepped towards me and my eyes flashed directly to his bat. It was a wooden baseball bat with what looked like some kind of wire around it. My eyes widened up in fear and I began to have a panic attack. The guy's face immediately softened, "Back up, she's just a kid!" He whispered sharply and pushed the Freddie Krueger looking guy out of the way, and knelt down in front of me. "What's your name, sweetheart?" He spoke so low I could barely hear him. I didn't answer and just stared at the bat that was not even two feet from my face. "I'm trying to help you." His voice got sterner, and that just made me even more scared but I forced words out of my mouth. "F-Faye," I whispered, winching due to the fact it's been so long since I've spoken. The man nodded, then stood up and held out his hand. I looked up at him, and he nodded towards my ankle. "I've got stuff in the RV over there, I can help." I was reluctant to trust him, and he seemed to take notice. "You really don't have another option, kid."
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