It's so dark. I'm in the corner of Lori's tent. Lori and her son are both asleep. I'm wide awake. I look around the tent. Carl's snoring softly, and the wind is blowing on the tent gently.
Because of the moonlight and the wind, I'm scared of the shadows. Every night, I get scared. Every night, I get worried. I'm even more afraid now that I'm by people. I have never been around good people.
Everyone I meet, hates me, or uses me. I'm afraid of what's going to happen. I don't know any one here. What if walkers come and try to kill us while we sleep? What if some one here gets bit, and turns on us? What happens if they don't want me here anymore?
I close my eye's and try to calm down. No use. I sigh and lay down. I close my eye's, but I hear a growl. My eye's shoot open, and the growl stops. There's a thud and then silence.
I sit up and wrap my arms around my legs. I move away from the tent cloth, and into the middle of my sleeping bag.
I can't sleep now. Not now that I'm in a new place. A place where anything can happen.
YOU ARE READING
Shy
FanfictionJessica Aiden Smith, aka Jesse, is a 9-year-old orphan girl. She's always been an orphan. One day while looking for food, she steps into a trap. Merle and Daryl's animal trap to be exact. The shy girl tries to get away before zombies get her. Daryl...
