"No More Kid Stuff"

"How It All Began"

For As Long As You Can Remember, You have been with the group you looked at them like family hell, They Were the Only family you had, But You and Carl have always been close Being around the same age He was Your best Friend, . . .
You And Carl Were Sitting Around Talking About Things That Would a never matter,
Daryl Called From a Near by Room "HEY why don't you too love birds go make a food run, check out that house down the street, "
Yes Sir, you Both Said In unison, Daryl And Rick Were Always Father Figures For You Growing Up,
You And Carl Get Up On Your Feet And head out the door walking in strides Arriving At The Near By House, you approach cautiously Listening For walkers, Guns drawn Carl leads and opens the door swiftly, Sweeps Left to right clearing the house, making sure it's safe, You Two Start Going Through Drawer By Drawer, Collecting Cans, Water, And Anything Else The Group Could Find Useful,
Hey Carl Look, You Say as Your Holding Up A Bag Of Candies Your Favorite,
He Smiles And Laughs Haha Yeah He Walks Over To You And Grabs A Handful "Our Little Secret Okay?"
Haha okay Whatever You Say Carl, You Two Gather Your Things And Start Out For The Door, The Walk Seem To Take Forever It Was Hot, The Duffle Bags Weighing A lot On Your Shoulders, You Sling The Bag To Your Other Side And Adjust Weight , Carl Sees Your struggle And ask If He Can Carry Your Bag,
"You Can't Simply Carry Both On Your Own I Won't Let You," you sighed out.
"Come on Let Me Help," he told you giving you sad eyes.
Okay Fine Carl You Snap Back, You Didn't Want Him To Carry It But a the Burning in Your Chest And Weakness In Your Knees Were Telling You Differently,
Arriving Back To The Group, The First Person You See Is Daryl, Who Smiles Then After Noticing That Carl Is Carrying Both Bags Shoots A Questioning Look His Way,