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I jumped up from my cot, my chest heaving up and down.
The nightmares were getting worse, and didn't seem like they were going to stop anytime soon.
I pulled on a hoodie and walked outside, getting some fresh air.
I paced in front of the prison, a nauseous feeling in my stomach.
Day by day my anxiety attacks were getting worse and harder to control.
It literally felt like you were dying at some times.
I ran to the garbage can that was located by the the picnic tables, and threw up my lunch.
I sat down at a picnic table, tears pooling around my eyes.
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"Didn't you see Rick when that Nicole girl walked up to you and started talking crap?" Beth asked.
"No. Beth, I love you to death but he doesn't care for me. He's not even over Lori yet, and I'm defiantly not over Shane." I replied.
"Ugh," Beth groaned. "But I love you guys so much together I literally dream about you two." She continued.
"Beth!" I laughed.
"It's true. One dream you two were getting married and it was here. Oh! Judith was the flower girl, Maggie and I were your bridesmaid--"
"Beth, you're crazy." I replied, shaking my head.
"Fine, but when you ask me to be your bridesmaid I'm going to say yes and laugh in your face and tell you how I was right!" She replied.
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I ran out of my cell, finding everyone running into cells because of walkers.
I quickly turned around, a walker latched on to my shoulders.
I twisted my arm, sending my knife through it's head.
I ran down the hall, finding two little girls and putting them in a cell.
"Do not come out, okay?" I ordered, continuing to find kids and elders, and putting them in cells.
"Where's Judith?" Rick asked, running up to me.
"With Beth!" I answered, killing a walker that was behind Rick.
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"There's a sickness going around; some type of flu." Hershel stated.
"Patrick wasn't feeling well this morning.." Carol mumbled.
"What do we do?" I asked.
"Quarantine the ones that are having symptoms into a different cell block, get medicine, and try to help cure it." Hershel answered.
If it isn't one thing, it's another.
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"Nicole is having symptoms, she needs to be quarantined as soon as possible." Hershel stated.
"What? No!" She yelled.
"You'll get better there. Do you honestly want to jeopardize everyone else's life just because you don't want to be quarantined?" I fired back.
"As long as I get better I don't care what happens." She replied.
I looked to Rick before grabbed her by the arms and pulling them behind her back before shoving her into the wall.
"These people are my family. If you hurt any of them in anyway I'll fücking kill you with no regrets." I hissed.
"Let go of me." She ordered.
"I'll be right back." I told Rick before pulling Nicole into the quarantine cell block.
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"Where'd you learn to do that?" Rick asked.
"Learn to do what?" I inquired.
"You turned into some kind of police officer for five seconds." He laughed.
I laughed, nodding my head.
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I walked up to Daryl, watching as he lifted a hood on one of our cars.
Okay, Daryl is hot as hell but I feel like Carol and him have something going on.
"Hey, have you seen Rick?" I asked.
"He went up in the woods. Said he needed to get his mind off some things." He answered.
"Thanks brotha." I teased, punching his arm which actually hurt my knuckles.
I closed the fence behind me and began walking into the woods.
I didn't plan on finding Rick, but I also wanted to get my mind off some things.
Him, to be exact.
I quickly crouched down, seeing a man from far off with three other people.
I quickly grabbed my binoculars and found that it was the Governor.
How?
All I could think of is him attacking us because of what we did.
I cussed, trying to decide if I should find Rick or go back down to the prison and tell the others.
Rick was out here somewhere and he won't be expecting to run up on him, and he's one against three or however more there are that I can't see.
I quickly darted through the woods, finding tracks of where someone has walked.
I stopped by a tree, watching as a girl tried lunging at Rick before he stabbed her.
I ran over, the girl gasping for air.
"What were the q-questions?" She asked.
I looked to Rick who answered her before he squatted down.
"I'm s-sorry." She stuttered before her eyes closed.
"Rick," I mumbled, poking his shoulder.
"What?" He asked.
"The Governors back, and he's close." I answered.
I watched as something clicked in his brain and he quickly stood up.
"Let's get back to the prison." He stated.
"He has people with him, and they all look dangerous." I replied, following him out of the woods.
We ran down the hill, dodging walkers as we did so.
"What are we going to do?" I asked.
"If they fight us, we fight them. Simple." He answered.
"I don't want to lose this place, Rick." I replied.
"Who does?" He asked, opening the gate to the prison.
I closed it behind us, following Rick to where he stopped to talk to Daryl.
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I walked over to Shane's grave and found a few wildflowers sprouting above it.
"I love you Shane." I mumbled before walking off.
I walked into the prison, nothing but chaos happening.
I ran back to the cell block where the majority of our group were being quarantined.
"I can't let you go back there." Rick stated, grabbing my arm.
"Why?" I asked.
"Stay out here. I'll take care of it." He replied, opening the door.
"If you're going in, I'm going in." I fired back.
"No." He replied.
I cursed, watching as he walked into the cell block.
People were dying in there, turning into walkers, and killing people.
I had to get Hershel and the kids out of there.
I opened the door, the smell nearly knocking me down.
After finding Hershel, I immediately got him out before going back to get the kids.
"No. Don't go back in there. It's bad." He replied, gripping my arm.
"Maggie!" I yelled.
"I have to. I gotta get the kids." I replied, watching as Maggie helped her father back into our cell block.
I opened the door again, two walkers lunging at me.
I quickly pushed my knife into their skulls before running down to where I heard kids screaming.
My heart stopped, finding a little girl being ripped open by a walker.
I pulled the walker off of her, stabbing the walker in the head over and over.
I sat down beside Daniella, whom I was getting close to, and pulled her into my lap.
"Can y-you sing to me?" She asked, tears streaming down both of our faces.
I nodded, brushing her hair back from her face.
I watched as more blood seeped out of her stomach before beginning to sing to her.
"Close your eyes okay?" I whispered, wiping tears off of her cheeks.
She looked at me one more time before slowly closing her eyes.
After singing to her, I pushed my knife into the back of her head so she could stop suffering.
I watched as a walker stumbled towards me before standing up and pushing it onto the ground.
I screamed, stabbing the walker repeatedly.
It's always the good people. The ones that don't even harm a fly.
I turned around, Rick right behind me.
"I told you not to come in here." He mumbled.
"I told you that if you were coming in, I was coming in," I replied, Daryl walking up to us.
"There's no one left other than the ones we already saved." He replied, leading me out of the cell block.
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