I'm normal. That's about the biggest lie in the world. When have I been normal? Oh wait, never. I live in world were stabbing/shooting/hitting someone in the head is an everyday thing. Well that's if they are dead and walking. I had a big family once but when this craziness hit they were bit. Now it's just me and my little sister. I had to shoot my mom, dad, grandma, and younger brother. It was hard, but not when I killed my dad. He deserved every lick of pain he got. A little more would be fine with me too. He did things to my family. He raped me and my sibling since we were young. He hit everyone. Mom, Gram, me, my sister, and brother. He was a monster. Shooting him was the best thing I've ever done.
Now it's just me and Liza. And me, Scarlett, I'm nineteen. I can easily be the most bad-ass person you've ever met, who's female at least. Liza is a 12 year old shy little sweetheart, with a twist. She is a walker killer god, like me may I add. I was in a military boot camp, and taught her the skills she needs to survive. We are pretty good. We have a tent in the woods and try to keep away from the church. It attracts walkers with those god damned bell noises. Well that's us I guess.