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Carl Grimes ~ The Survivor

Word count : 1742

You started walking down the road as the hot sun beats down on you. Only a few more blocks away and you were safe, you were going to be home. As you approach your safe haven you see a boy walking up the pathway with what looked a light that outlined the path to your safe haven in one hand and a gun in another.

You instinctively go for your (weapon of choice) as you approach your house. You watch closely as he tries to open the locked door. You then see him turn back walk a little away and start to charge at the door. You watch in amusement as you see him fall to the ground. he then got up off of the ground and kicked the door trying to break it down once more. You stifled you r laughter as you watched his groan in frustration. Suddenly you watched as he got into the house with ease. You mutter some curses as you walked away from your once safe haven and headed back towards your back up home. You then started back into the Georgia and started to head east.

You felt yourself getting tired and started to drag your feet on the asphalt because of heat exhaustion. With your clothes covered in walker blood starting to get drenched in sweat you felt yourself getting more tired. Suddenly there was a gun shot that echoed throughout the silent neighborhood. You thought maybe it was just the boy that broke into your house being stupid, but you felt yourself fall to the ground. Suddenly there was a piercing pain going through your leg and you yelped in pain. You  were now officially screwed. You knew that walkers were attracted to sound and that there was a horde near by. So without another thought you dragged your body back around to face your old safe haven that the boy broke into and started crawling back towards what you called home knowing it was closer.

The pain in your leg became more painful with every drag you made. You found yourself wanting to give up, but you didn't want to die, at least not yet, not today.  The sun beat down on you and you felt like you were about to pass out from exhaustion. Suddenly it became dark and the sun was no longer beating down on you. A shadow was casting down onto you and you found yourself looking down a barrel of a gun. 

"Please help me." your raspy voice heaved out with the rest of your energy left. You then began to feel yourself go light headed and the surrounding around you became dark. 

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"Jesus she's bleeding a lot." a redneck male voice said.

"I'm so dumb! I shot her! I shot the her thinking that she was a walker! What if she dies because of me!" a boys  voice exclaimed.

"Shh, Carl she'll be fine. For know be quite a hordes passing and we don't want to draw attention." another males voice said calmly.

The room soon became silent and your eyes flickered open slowly. 

"Ah, Sleeping Beauty is awake." a guy with a biker jacket and crossbow chuckled.

You groaned and sat up a little to quickly feeling light headed because of all the blood rushing to your head. 

"Hey easy there. You had a pretty hard blow and your bleeding pretty bad." The other male said.

You closed your eyes and took a couple of deep breathes waiting for your head to feel better. You then opened your eyes to observe your surroundings better. You noticed you were in your 'house' and that there were two older men and a boy about your age in the room. Suddenly it hit you. You were in your house because the boy that was sitting in front of you, the boy that shot you was the one who was trying to break into your house.

"You." you said while narrowing your eyes and taking out a gun. 

"Me?" the boy asked with confusion.

"Yes you! this is all your fault!" you shouted while swinging your legs off of the couch.

"My fault?" the boy asks.