Secrets of the Dead // NEGAN
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Ongoing, First published Apr 14, 2022
Mature
THE WALKING DEAD//NEGAN FANFIC 

FROM A WHISPERER POV- seasons 10-11 (possibly into dead city..)

"You become friends with monsters, You either become one or you start to forget that they are, monsters." 




"I grew up on a farm, not like horses or cows, or even chickens. We had 4 pigs. 3 girls, 1 boy. my mom was kind, my dad was not. He didn't hit me, at least not when I didn't deserve it. He used make me work with him around the farm though. We'd have piglets ever few years and since my dad didn't have the boy hed always wanted, he was stuck with me. I remember when I was 9, holding down these piglets, their backs pressed against a hay bail. They were so tiny, the size of baby but so much stronger. He told me to hold them down, press their back legs down into their hips with every bit of muscle I had. while my dad would cut two, two inch cuts between their thighs with a box cutter. My dad would stick his fingers in, dig out their balls, and cut them off. And every time, every time you'd put one back in the pen, it's act like nothing even happened. After we did 15, that day. By that time I was used to the blood, the screams from something so innocent, I mean by the last pig. I was interested. Watching as the knife pierced the pink skin, and glide up before a pool of blood poured out. When it was all done, my dad sat in the barn on that same hay bail, didn't wash his hands. He sat down, popped open a beer, and he offered me one. He told me,

 'You may not have been a boy, but you were made for this. Most people are weak minded, the shy away at the sight of blood, the sign of conflict. The strong, they bath in it. You have to be a wolf, in a word full of sheep.'
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