Remember Part 1

(The Walking Dead fan fiction)

It has been a few hours since Carl has died, but I can't find his body anywhere. He has probably turned by now and he won't remember me, his first and only girlfriend Enid. I hate myself for letting him go out beyond the walls of Alexandria because that is how he got bit. We were just walking in the forest when from under the leaves, a roamer emerged and grabbed Carl's leg, then it bit him. I didn't want him to suffer from a terrible fever, but I didn't know what to do. So I stabbed him in the chest to end his misery. I kept stabbing and stabbing, then he fell to the ground. His hat fell off and that is when I knew my life would be different, all of the joy I had left was now gone. I just sat there, staring at the now dead body. Blood was still dripping out of the stab wounds. I then felt all of the fear and rage I had bottled up inside of me and I just started to run. I ran and ran away from the body, away from Alexandria. The only thing going through my head was, how will I tell Rick, his dad.

(A few hours later)

It started to get dark, so I began to head back. My legs were tired of running, and my eyes hurt from crying. I was on the watch for any roamers, because of what happened to poor Carl. Out of the corner of my eye I saw something moving, it was a roamer. I hid behind a tree and aimed at the head when I began to notice a terrible realization. It was Carl. I couldn't just stand there seeing the monster he has become, but I couldn't shoot him. I got a long stick and went up to Carl and placed the stick on him so he would stay far away. His eyes looked into mine and at that moment I realised, I loved him, like I really loved him, but now he is gone. I just sat there, staring into his dead eyes when I noticed something. He blinked.