You're too mean, I don't like you.
Fuck you, anyway
You make me wanna scream, at the top of my lungs.
when a young, once innocent girl gets trapped in the whirlwind of an apocalypse, alone and afraid, and the one person who helps her is the last per...
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chapter one, how many walkers you killed?
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RICK GRIMES AND DARYL DIXON walked out from the prison they now used as their makeshift home. They had both gone on a hunt for supplies, like food, water and bandages as such. Their hunt came to an abrupt end when their ears pricked up at the sound of a worrying noise emanating from the nearby woods. The sound was unmistakable - a loud thud, followed by a muffled scream of agonizing pain. They froze in their tracks, their senses on high alert, scanning the trees for any sign of movement. The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind.
ROSALIE TURNED THE CORNER, NOT expecting to see a horde of walkers ready to attack her. She let out an accidental yelp, her voice echoing through the trees, alerting them of her presence as they began to move towards her. The walkers were closing in fast, their arms outstretched, their gruesome skin and lifeless eyes coming closer. Panicked, she hastily ran through the woods, trying to outrun them. Rosalie barely knew her way around these woods, she had never been through this particular area before.
She looked back as she ran, trying to keep a distance between herself and the walkers so she could reach into her bag and get her gun — she stupidly put it there thinking it would be a good idea. She quickly ran out of breath and could start to feel a stitch forming just beneath her ribs.
