Part 44: Grave Digger

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Rick put you on duty for digging 2 more graves, there was no particular reason for them he just always wanted one dug and ready just in case. You had already dug one and was almost done the other. The sun was behind the clouds today leaving the sky and everything light blue and gray, it looked as if it could rain but you highly doubted it. A gleamy day but it matched your mood perfectly

What Carl said played on repeat in your head. Frustration built up in you as you forcefully shoved the shovel into the ground and back out. "Make it deep but not deep enough" you muttered what rick had told you "what does that even mean" you scoffed and shook your head.

You grabbed the cross that sat on the grass near you and tossed it across the grave to the other side. Maggie made wooden crosses to put at every grave. It was a nice gesture but your throw wasn't good enough considering it hit the edge of the shallow grave and fell in.

"Fuck" you yelled throwing the shovel to the ground. Sighing you looked up at the sky trying to control yourself
You slowly kneeled down and reached down into the dirt hole trying to reach the cross but it was just out of reach, you let out a frustrated sigh and looked over your shoulder trying to see if anyone else was around to help.

If you jumped down into the grave the soil was too soft to climb back out of, you felt yourself slipping into the grave just by leaning on the edge. Something aggressively grabbed your arm from the grave causing you to jerk your head to look. You saw your mom grasping onto your arm trying to pull you down with her

But she didn't look like your normal beautiful mother. She was pale and looked as if she was decaying, "Stay" she pleaded and continued to try to grasp to you arm. Terror completely took over you. Nothing else just complete and utter fear.
You let out an agonizing scream and jerked your arm back causing you to fall onto your back. You quickly pushed yourself to your feet after a second of being in complete shock. You looked at the grave seeing absolutely nothing except the wooden cross you were trying to reach.

Carl and Glenn ran over to you. Fuck. You thought seeing Carl, you had done a good job at avoiding him so far

Carl got to you first, of course, and tried to touch you. You slapped his hands away "don't touch me" you in a firm tone still struggling to wrap your head around what had just happened. You turned around and walked away from them

They both knew better than to follow you.

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