Daryl was carrying my limp body into the cell block.
"Carl! Empty a cell!" Rick tells Carl as we ran in.
Carl did as he was told. He emptied out his own cell that he shared with Rick.
"Hershel! We need you!" Rick yelled.
Hershel got over as fast as he could with his one leg. Daryl set my body down on the bottom bunk.
Hershel studied my arm.
"What happened?" He asked.
10 hours earlier
I woke up to the feeling of someone shaking my body.
"Wake up Amelia! Wake up!" Carl yelled. I groaned and sat up. I tried to rub the sleepiness out of my eyes.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Come see for yourself!" He yelled.
I threw the covers off of my body and hopped out of bed.
Man, I hated surprises. Carl was such a kid sometimes. Then other times he's as serious as an adult.
I walked out of my cell and saw everyone gathered around a table, looking at something in awe.
I walked on over to them.
Carol and Beth scooted away so I could see what was on the table. My eyes widened.
"Oh my gosh!" I said. "Who..When.. How?" I was at a loss for words.
"We all pitched in." Maggie spoke up.
"But it was mostly Rick and Daryl." Beth smiled at me.
I looked back at the table. What sat there was a chocolate cake with frosting letters that read 'Happy 21st Birthday Amelia!'
Honestly, I totally forgot it was my birthday. I have has so much going on with walkers and regular life issues.
"How did you get stuff to make it?" I asked, turning to Rick and Daryl.
"Went to the cafeteria, took what was left." Daryl said. "Beth, Maggie and Carol baked the cake."
"Congratulations." Rick said. "The state of Georgia now allows you to drink alcohol." He chuckled.
We all laughed because we know the laws of drinking don't apply anymore.
"Very funny Rick." I said, smirking. "So when are we going to eat this bad boy?"
"After you open your presents." Allison spoke up.
"I've got presents?" I asked.
"Yeah. You have 2!" Carl said, handing me 2 bags.
"The first one is from me, Rick, Carl, Judith, and Daryl." Allison said. "The second is from Carol, Beth, Maggie, Hershel, and Glenn."
I opened the second one first. They gave me some clothes they had found when Glenn and Maggie went for a run.
"Thanks." I said. "I really needed some new clothes. I'm tired of wearing these old rags." I gestured to my clothes that were sweaty and dirty.
Hershel chuckled. "No problem."
I went to the last bag. I could feel what was on the inside. It was some kind of weapon.
I slowly opened the bag. My eyes widened. I looked up at Rick, Daryl, Allison, and Carl. It was a crossbow. I had always wanted one!
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Something to Live For- The Walking Dead FanfictionFanfiction
My name is Amelia. I was only 18 when the virus broke out. When the flesh eating monsters plagued the Earth. Now, 2 years later, still with no cure, all we know is to fight the dead and fear the living.