Just a small one shot of Carol's thoughts when she saw Sofia walk out of the barn. Although, its probably so much worse, than what I have written.
Enjoy!
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What staggered out of the barn froze all of us to the bone. I felt my heart drop to hell.
'No.'
'No, oh god. Please, no. Not my little girl!'
I felt tears flow from my eyes in a rush. I dove toward her, begging my little girl to recognize my presence. I knew she wouldn't, but I needed her.
As I ran to my Sofia, I felt strong arms grab me around my waist, pulling me back.
Daryl.
I almost try to fight away, but my legs give out and we both fall to the ground. Daryl doesn't let me go though. He knows if he does, I'll get away.
I scream out in pure agony when Rick raises a gun to my little girl's head right in front of my eyes. I want this to stop. I want her to stop and smile saying this was all a prank. That the walkers in the barn is all just a hallucination. A dream. But my fantasy was burnt away as the world was finally ending for me. She kept advancing forward, no recognization for the group whatsoever.
Rick was forced to pull the trigger.
Silence was all I heard as my whole world fell to the ground. Shattered. I finally gave up the fight, my whole body feeling numb as I let them drag me away.
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I know, I know, its not very good. First Walking dead story. But I was also in math class.