It all started with a autograph. A Chandler Riggs fan fiction.

Eearning the group's trust

The weather started to get colder and my health started to get worse. We had been walking for so many days and we had not had a decent meal in a while. My stomach constantly growled and he bitter wind whipped at my face. The leaves fell off of the trees and piled up beneah our feet.

I felt like I couldn't take another step forward. I was very sick and so was everybody else. My face was almost as pale as a peice of paper. I kept day dreaming about a warm meal in front of a raging fire. My thin cotton shirt was starting to tear. Everybody was on the lookout for clothing.

Rick became really ill so Carl had to take over as the leader. He was quite the leader! He always kept a motivated face and hever lost hope. The rest of us were just ready to fall on the ground and become walker bait.

I had to stop walking because I suddenly came into a fit of coughs. I couldn't stop coughing. Of course the sound started to draw walkers to us. Carl suddenly become bewildered and told everybody to start running. I couldn't run because I couldn't catch my breath.

He took off running without me. I was going to die. Then he turned around and saw me. He started running back for me. Is he nuts!? He shouldn't waste his life for me. I am bound to die anyways! He came to me and lopped his arm through mine then off we ran. He put his other arm around my shoulder and helped me run as fast as we could.

We ran towards a small house. Rick was already on the porch trying to open the door. Finally they got the door open, but the walkers were close behind! We coudln't fend off the walkers there was too many. I stayed behind and let everybody else go inside before I did.

The zombies finally got to us. It was just me and Carl outside still. I pushed Carl through the door and let one of the walkers grab onto me. Carl started to screm no but rick had to push the door closed. I could hear Carl yelling no with tears coming down his face.

The zombie kept trying to bite my arm and I kept trying to push it away. I tried to crawl under the porch to get away from it. Luckily, I turned to the side and since I was already missing a arm it had nothing to grab on to. I slide under the porch and out the other side. I started to try to climb on the roof.

I stood on a chair and jumped onto the roof. The zombies tried to follow. There were all now surroding the house and I was stuck on the roof and everybody else was stuck inside. I had to create a distraction. I took of one of my shoes and threw it as far as I could. It landing with a loud bang and the zombies looked that way. One by one they all went to investigate the noise. I silently climbed off of the roof and started tapped on the door.

Carl threw open the door and pulled me inside. Then they shut the door and pushed a very large chest in front of it. Carl hugged the life out of me. I hugged him back.

" Welcome to the group!" Rick said.

I guess that finally meant that they trusted me.