Moan...Growl..Bang! Huh? I uncover my self and stand up making sure not to make any noise. I grab my knife from the side table and quietly make my way to the doorway. I slowly open the door and see a walker banging on the window near the front door. Shoot! I hurry and pack my things back my bag before I open the nearest window. If there is one walker there must be more close by. I jump out of the window and take off through the woods.
I run for a few minutes jumping over fallen logs. I almost fall a few times, but I catch myself every time. I finally stop when I come to a road which looked like it lead to nowhere. I look both ways making sure no walkers saw me. I didn't feel like being walker food today... I sigh and start my journey down the road. As I walk I notice that the sky was dark, which meant a storm. But I couldn't stop because of a storm, I had to find my group.
I just walking as I feel raindrops start to fall all around me, soaking my clothes and me. Thunder boomed and lightning lit the sky. I smile at the sound. Thunder calmed my nerves when I lived with my mother and Philip. I was so into the storm that I didn't notice the walker creeping up behind me. I felt a hand grab my shoulder and then a pair of teeth dug into my skin. I screamed from the pain and killed the walker.
I looked at the dead walker that lay on the pavement. Then the pain hit again. Waves of pain from the bite went through my body and I fell to my knees, groaning. I gasp as another wave passed through. Damn this hurts like shit! I get back on my feet and look at my shoulder. My skin was bloody and started to become a little blackish. I begin to cry. Why did I have to go out like this and I haven't even found my family? Please god, let me find them...
I wrap my shoulder, making sure that I could support my bag on it without it hurting as much. I grit my teeth and continue walking. I walk for a way, but my vision started to get blurry. My shoulder got worse and the pain increased. I gasped and fell to the ground. I was about to pass out but before I did I saw a man fighting off walkers with a stick?
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Daryl's little princess
FanfictionIt's been two years since I've seen my dad. I hate my mother; or monster as I call her. She doesn't care about me...its just the child support from my dad she cares about and she goes and spends it all. My name is Sky Rose Dixon and dad is Daryl Dix...
