2- Uneven

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I hadn't actually been in the sun in weeks it felt nice. I ignored the pounding headache, my uneven walking, and the dizziness. I tried focusing on the mans voice but it was blurry I knew there was something wrong. I still ignored it.
Everything kind of blurred but I couldn't let them know I didn't trust them not yet. I couldn't.

We came to a man with white hair I had figured this was his farm.
He was talking to me trying to hear him he then looked at me confused. "Are you okay young lady?" I made out from him I nod slowly my head pounding louder and louder in my head I fell back into the tree the only noise I could hear was the pounding in my head and a high pitched ringing making my head worse. I then fell to the ground.

I sighed the high pitched ringing getting worse and louder along with my headache.
A man ran to me picking me up taking me inside the house.
I passed out the loud ringing and pounding headache still about.
I could feel bodies moving around me but I couldn't see or hear them.

In was like being in a coma again.
A few hours had passed and I opened my eyes. Slowly adjusting to the dim lit up room
"Good you're awake" I heard the old mans voice "I'm Herschel, and this is my farm" I nodded "I'm- K-Kennedy" I choked out. He handed me some water smiling a warm welcoming smile it made me feel safe.

"Thank you for this" I said after chugging down my water.
"It's not a problem Hun" he said to me "Can you're walk?"
"I can try" he called for Carl in case I did fall I grabbed Carl's arm standing myself up a little uneven at first.
I let go of his arm and began to walk but didn't get far when I lost my balance but Carl caught me.
Smiling at me "I got ya" he said snickering. "Thank you" I smiled back

"Who carried me in here?" "Daryl he's not much of a carer for new people but you were an exception I guess" Herschel answered.

I nodded we slowly made it outside I looked around to the people walking around, socializing with each other. I wasn't much of a talker, never have been never will be. "It's okay we're good people" Carl said to me I nodded we made our way to a long brown haired lady and the sheriff I guess that was his wife, Carl's mom cause when we got there she kissed his head

"You must be Kennedy!" She smiled at me i nodded she looked over my facial features confused. I was also confused "I-is there something on my face?" I asked "No, No! You just look like someone here" she smiled i nodded.

I went and met everyone except for Daryl I found out Carol lost her husband and Her daughter she didn't care for her husband but her daughter was the light of her life.
Glenn was a pizza delivery boy and was Korean he wanted to find his family but had no luck these people now his family and he would glance over at the beautiful tan skinned country girl Maggie.
Maggie she was the daughter of Herschel and sister of Beth and Patricia, she had lost most of her family the real ones and the zombie ones.
They apparently had the barn filled with walkers and the group found out killing them all. Sounds bad to me.
Beth the sweet 17 year old blonde girl, seemed a little unsteady after she had lost her mother, and tried to kill herself, seemed heavy. She was gorgeous and had a beautiful voice.
Andrea, the older blonde lady she had lost her sister and now seemed a little unsteady as well she seemed sweet but had a bitter attitude when I met her but then realized everything.

My day consisted of telling everyone my story and them telling theirs. Lastly was Daryl.

Everyone throughout the day said I had looked like him but I in fact didnt know what he looked like.

We made our way to a tent farther away from the group "Daryl" Carl shouted
"What the hell do ya want?" He shouted back "you need to meet Kennedy"
"Fine" he sighed stepping out.
His short bro n hair cascading his forehead, his bright blue eyes piercing into my blue ones.
"Well?" He asked "I'm Kennedy" h nodded "Daryl" he grunted "Everyone round' here keeps talking bout' how we look alike but I don' see it" I said my southern accent coming out as thick as his

Later on we learned that we were somehow brother and sister. Shocking everyone especially us.

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