Ever since the " apocalypse " happened.. It's been really boring.. I have no idea what it's really like out there.. I don't want to.. I want to stay safe here.. I watched a couple of videos on TV of what it's like out there.. Which brought me back to my statement " I want to stay safe, here " .. My thoughts were interrupted with Maggie's yelling..
I ran downstairs to and out the door with My daddy Hershel, Jimmy, Maggie, & Patricia.
I was wondering about all the confusion and fuss, then I looked out and noticed a man carrying a boy covered in blood..With Otis and another man following behind.
" Was he bitten?!" My daddy asked in confusion
" No! NO! He was shot.. Shot by your guy! He said find Hershel! Is that you?! " The sheriff yelled back.. Looking as though tears wanted to pour out of his eyes.
" Yeah! That's me! Come inside! " My daddy demanded.. We then made our way back into the house.
" Maggie, Get my kit! Pain killers and everything. Ella fix the bed so we can lay him down " I said nothing but A nod of my head.. I did as I was told..
The sheriff set the boy covered in blood Down right in front of me, He was loosing a lot of blood.. It didn't phase me though..
" Please please ! save my boy! " The man in the Sheriff's hat demanded with tears filling his eyes. " I need you to give me some space or i can't save your boy! please " Was all my daddy said.. he then tore the boy's shirt off and I set an IVY up, putting the needle through his skin.
" We need to take some of your blood for him " I told the Sheriff. He simply just nodded his head. He wanted to do anything he could to save his son's life. Personally I wanted to save him too.. He was just a kid.. Not even older than me from the looks of him. He looked familiar in some way, but i didn't really pay attention..
Patricia then started to take blood from the sheriff.
My daddy began to clean the boys gun shot wound. I brought a bowl of water, a cloth and wiped the boys for head.. He was sweating so bad.
"I need to get back to my wife and tell her " The Sheriff got up " No, you've lost to much blood. I can't let you do that " Patricia demanded to Him.
" I'll do it .. Where is she? " Maggie interrupted " She's on the high way with the rest of our group.. Please just hurry. I want her here"
" Shh just calm down.. I'll handle it " Maggie reassured. She always knew to stay calm in crazy situations.
About an Hour later I heard the roar of a motorcycle or bike. With lights piercing through my curtains. That made me get up as fast as I could..
" Where's my baby ?!" a women cried and I heard more then a couple of footsteps. I walked down stairs and saw a group.
A blonde women, in her late 30's with blue eyes .. A women crying next to the boy, which i'm guessing was his mother. A korean guy, an older man with a a slight beard and fisherman hat. A black guy with a big bandage on his forearm.. A women with short hair. And a man with a crossbow.. They all gathered around The sobbing women and the boy who'd been shot.
I couldn't watch them look at this boy seeing fear and sadness in their eyes.. That I couldn't handle. I didn't want to see anymore.I ran back upstairs and into my bed. I slowly fell asleep.
The next morning I got up and went downstairs.
I walked to the boy who'd been shot.. For some reason I stared at him. It was awkward for me, And if he was conscious it'd be for him.. I knew he looked really familiar, I couldn't put my finger on it. It was aggravating.
His parents I'm guessing, walked in The boy then woke up like it was on cue.
" Mom.. Dad .. " The boy had said" Yes baby we're right here " His mom tearfully said with a smile upon her face.. " How you feelin'? " His father asked him. " I feel great, have you found Sophia? " " She's fine, Carl " His father reassured him..
CARL! I knew that.. Wait.. He was the boy I met at summer camp when I was 10.. It's all coming back to me..
" carl, do you remember me? " i asked in hope.
His blue eyes turned to me and examined me, as they got wide. " Yeah, yeah, summer camp." He began to smile but it went away and he stared into the window. He then began to shake uncontrollably. He was having a seizure.
His mom grabbed to him " No No! He's having a seizure, You have to let it happen" my daddy yelled to The women. She ran into her husband's arms and watched her son have the seizure.