The walkers were getting closer. It has been two days since the attack. My dad and I are the only ones left. I can't believe it. Everyone we have ever known or loved is dead. Glenn, Maggie, Judith, Beth.... Mom. They're all gone. Dad hasn't said a word to me since Michonne died. I can tell he's given up, that he is just tired. Tired of seeing people die. Tired of killing. Tired of living. But I hope he will continue to fight. If he's gone, I won't have anyone left.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
The End
FanficThis story is in Carl grimes point of view. I will try to update it once a week with a new chapter.
