Shot

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Rick comes into my cell "Do you want to help find something with me and Carl?" He askes. "Um yeah sure just let me get my things." I hurry and slip my combat boots on and get my knife and gun.

As I walk out I see Rick waiting. "So, what are we looking for?" I ask. "A bag of guns, do you remember when we went on the run? I dropped them in the woods when I was hunting." Rick says.

We walk into the woods by the prison and try looking for the guns. I glance at Carl for a split second. He notices and gives me a dirty look. What did I do?

I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my upper thigh. "KENZI!" Rick yells. "Carl we have to get her to Hershel!" He finishes. I feel someone pick me up but then I black out.

Am I dead? I can still hear what people are saying. I hear the leaves crunching as they run. I still have pain in my leg. I can still feel it. As whoever picked me up runs my hand bounces down to where I had pain. It's circular.. Maybe I was shot... I feel a peice of a bullet in my leg.

I hear Glenn yell so I must be back at the prison. "NO! KENZI! RICK WHAT HAPPENED!" I hear Kyle yell. "She was shot! Get Hershel!" Rick says. After all I was shot. Who would shoot me? No one I know hates me. I can hear a ringing in my ear. Maybe it's because I am.... Dead? Am I?

I see a bright white light in front of me. I can't go towards it. I can't lose Kyle. Kyle can't lose me. I'm staying in this world. I'm not leaving just yet.

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