"There was a time when I would think when I killed a walker. I would wonder if they had a wife and kids, a job, how they died. I would give even a little prayer, but now I just shoot them and walk away, not giving them a second thought. Sometimes, right after I kill one of those things and once again don't care if they suffered once, that they deserve atleast a thought, I wonder; which of us is more of a monster?"
-/-/-/-/-
Face it, we all have our misgivings. Our dark pasts. Our fears, and our weaknesses.
Now, imagine all of those fears and mistakes combined, and became reality.
That's life now. A constant caldron of fear and pain. There is no safety, no protection. There is no escape. Well, not one I plan to do, for now.
Fear is weakness, and one must fight for their lives, and their lives only, if they want to stay alive. You can't make a single mistake or misstep if you want to live. Look out for number one if you want to survive. I didn't. I looked for my whole family, and now, they're gone. I made my mistake. I tried to protect others, only to lose them in the chaos of this new world. I promised myself I wouldn't make that mistake again.
Yet here I am.
I'm watching out for someone else. Here I am, falling for someone in a world that has no such emotion. Even so, I have made my choice. I will protect her. I will save a beautiful thing among horror and pain, sickness and disease.
I will save Angel Girl.
{Cover by me, art by Deviant Art user: Vivi Arts}
"Clara, mommy needs you to stay absolutely quiet. If you don't stay quiet, we will die. Do you understand?"
"Yes mommy."
•
Luckily, you'd had your daughter before the end of the world. She got through her "crying every 30 seconds" stage before the dead started walking. Now, at 7 years old, she knows better than to make noise when you're out on the road.
One night while you were sleeping, Clara decided to sneak out on her own. You spent days searching for her but you couldn't find her anywhere. You went without food and water trying to find her. On day 6 of searching, you collapsed against a tree, exhausted and crying. But a redneck male carrying a cross bow discovered you. And from there, everything changed.
❗️I do not own any of the characters from The Walking Dead or their corresponding stories and characteristics. I only own my character, her daughter, and their story line.
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