Why Us ?

Why Us ?

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Supp, yeah I know I sound common already right .Huh .Wrong !, everyone else around me is worth it, me on the other hand, I don't think so; 'Ugly', 'fat', 'pig', 'loner', 'should have done it by now, would've done us all a favour' and 'weirdo', is just a segment of what I receive every day from my so called life, but I guess there's a little luck out there for me, because I do have friends and they're amazing too. Even though we call each other Sisters, we may not look alike but we'd do anything for one another. Oh sorry lost my manners for a moment there, the name's Amy, but everyone calls me Thorn. So yh sorry to drag y'all into this, but this is my Shitty ass life story, where I guess u can say; love, aggression, unity and unknown roll into one. But there really ain't much of it to call it life...but there's been a few people there along the way, well from the start actually and they go by the name of Magcon....
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Terminus

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)

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