Ranked #76 in #twd stories ☺️
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many years into the future, daryl and his daughter, danita find many old diaries consisting of the memories and stories from the point of view of danita's mother, anita, in which she talks about how she and daryl fe...
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𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚁𝚈𝙵𝙾𝚄𝚁/𝙿𝚃𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙴 - 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙸𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙻𝙰𝚄𝙶𝙷
As I was sitting in the RV, I heard Carol arguing with Dale about something. Something about all of us going to stay on the farm that woman had told us about. I have never visited a farm before. I always wanted to go when I was a kid but being on a farm surrounded by live animals in this world, we may as well be ringing a damn dinner bell for the muertos.
"We can't just leave." Carol said. Everyone was stood out on the road and Anita was stood by the doorway of the RV. She wasn't going to input herself into the conversation unless she had to.
"Carol, the group is split." Dale said. "We're scattered and weak."
"What if she comes back and we're not here?" Carol asked.
"I say tomorrow morning is soon enough to pull up stakes." Daryl said. "Give us a chance to rig a big sign. Leave her some supplies. I'll hold it here tonight. Stay with the RV."
Dale, Andrea and Anita were also going to stay behind whilst Glenn took T-Dog to the farm to get his cut treated. Daryl had some medicines that could help him out in the meantime until they both got to the farm.
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I was planning on ending my entry here but I couldn't sleep. Everyone was resting in the RV. I can still hear Carol crying to herself. It's only making me feel that much worse. Daryl ended up taking me with him to look for Sophia in the woods and well, I'll tell you how that went.
"Yo, Jasmine. Get up. We're looking for Sophia." Daryl called out to Anita, making her sit up.
"What? Why?" Anita asked.
"Can't take Carol's crying no longer." Daryl said.
"Can you take someone else? I'm no good out there. I'll only slow you down." Anita sighed.
"Nah, have to keep my eye on ya'." Daryl said, making Anita roll her eyes.
"I'm not a child, Daryl. You don't have to babysit me." Anita grumbled.
"Come on, chop chop." Daryl said as he left the RV. Anita sighed and pulled on a sweater before leaving the RV and following Daryl into the woods.
I swear, I felt like I was in a horror movie, walking through the woods in the dead of night, not being able to see muertos creeping about. I wasn't really scared though. If a muerto found me, it found me. Although with Daryl watching my every move, I knew I wouldn't get hurt.
Daryl and Anita walked in silence for a while, shining their flashlights and looking for any sign of Sophia. There wasn't much to go off though. "I can't imagine getting lost like this." Anita said, grabbing Daryl's attention. "One time, I got lost in the supermarket when I was grocery shopping with my mom. I was only lost for about twenty minutes but...I had never felt so scared in my life."
