Again- A Walking Dead FanFiction (ON HOLD)

Sharing is Caring

When we got to the Prison Rick had a talk with all of us, saying we should start sharing our prison. Carl disagreed but I thought it was a good idea, some people might really need some help. "No, we need everything we can have." Carl demanded. "We need to help others though Carl." Daryl jumped in. Carl started to stomp away. I just watched him, I couldn't do anything. "Me and Glenn will look for survivors." It got me wondering though why a change in heart with Rick. They started to drive around the towns looking for survivors. Rick and Glenn brought back a tour bus full of them. Carl was starting to cry when they approached. They all ran out of the bus and walked around the cells. Most of them stayed in Cell D, there were a lot of kids all of them were younger except Patrick. He was Carls age and boy did they hit it off, they became best friends in about a second. Soon he was hanging out with him more then me. There was also 2 little girls named Lizzie and Mika, they didn't talk much. Carl was setting up the camp while all of this happened. He started to plant with Hershel. "Dad, what should I do." "You can help me later on, for getting stuff off a farm, that we found on the way back. "Ughh, okay." I could tell he was hoping that he could shoot. Mostly all the experts were shooters. I just hanged out with all of the kids and help Carol with "Story Time." I was thinking why Rick was doing all of this. "Hey, Daryl?" I asked. "Yes, sunshine." "Why are we doing all of this?" "Rick is saying that Lori told him to." I stared at him shocked thinking all of this stuff, about him seeing Lori was over. "Oh, thanks." I walked away and started to help with the camp. I walked in while they were doing storytime. Carol took out some knifes. "Anyone know how to use this?" All the kids stared there in shock even the oldest boy. "May I be excused?" He asked. Carol gesture him away. "Carol." I whispered and told her to come over. "What are you doing?" "I'm helping them" she responded. I walked away, breathing heavy. Carol let the kids out to play. The 2 little girls started leaning against the fence. "Look it's Mike." The oldest said laughing and the youngest joined in. Carl walked with me down to the kids. "Hey don't name them they are dead." Carl yelled at them. "Carl!" I yelled back at him. "Name them whatever you want." I said to the kids. Carl stomped his foot and looked at me with a whatever look. "Come on kids, we should go in it's getting dark." We all walked in and started to go to bed.

I was breathing heavy the walker was chasing me. My sweat was dripping down my face. I could feel my bones and muscles getting weaker. My breathing was uncontrollable now it went faster and faster. I woke up to a notice of what sounded like a gun shot but was only a shampoo bottle. "It was only a dream." I whispered to myself and walked to the showers quietly. I took my flashlight and walked to the sound. I turned around and shined my flashlight in someone's eyes.