I was sitting outside by the woods with my adopted parents. We were hunting I saw a deer and was gonna shoot but they stopped me. By the way I'm really bad at using guns so I us a bow and arrows. My adopted parents never liked that I use a bow but it reminds me of my real dad, man I miss him. I currently live in Canada but if shit hits the fan I'm headed to Georgia, cause that's where my dad lives . When we got home the news was on it was goin on about how people are eatin eachother. I run to my room and grabbed all my clothes I put on my vest with angel wings on it and bulted out of the house my trip to the border of Canada to the US lasted seven days long. Now the trip to Georgia is gonna take longer then to the border. Now I should find a car that works so I can get to Georgia. I walk over to a decent lookin car I pop the hood and everythin looks good then I open the door and try to start the car luckily it starts and I drive towards Georgia. Honestly I was filled with joy.
Time to a couple of weeks from now
I'm finally in Georgia and I haven't eaten in days so I'm stoppin the car to find some food in my bag I grab some chips. After I finish eatin them I turned on the radio I hear something about a camp in Atlanta so I'm going Atlanta! I drive all the there. It's dark now so pull out a cover and hop in the back to sleep but before I do I lock all the doors so no one breaks in. I'm glad I did because when I woke up I saw a shabby red neck tryin to get in? He some what looks familier I go for my bow and grab an arrow but there was a shiriff with him "fuck." I curse under my breath,and the shiriff yells at me put my bow down as he points his gun at me. I realized that the red neck was my dad but he seems to not realized yet so unlock the door. They open it I was about to ask a question about my uncle Merle but the shiriff hand cuffs me and I started to yell with my country accent "GET THESE STUPID THINGS OFF OF ME YOU FUCKIN BASTERD ASS PRICK!AAAAAHHHHHHGGGGGG!!!" "We get that you don't want to be hand cuffed but it's for my safety, how old are you and what's your nam-" "Damn it Rick she complied with your demands uncuff the bitch.", My Dad said in annoyence " whatch it Bud" I warn my dad 'is he that stupid' I thought to myself. Rick uncuffs me and said "can you answer my questions?" I felt the need to be a smartass "I don't know can I?" I roll my eyes at Rick my dad laughs at me then his laughing came to a stop, he looks at the ground and frowns I was worried " what's wrong Mr.?" I ask he comes closer to me and whispers in my ear about how I reminded him of his little girl I got brave and said " well I guess you don't have to worry about me being dead anymore!"he had a questioning look a bit sad. I decided to hug him and hoped he would hug me back he happily takeled me the ground in a hug. He started to whisper sweet things in my ear like " I missed you so much sunshine." We start to cry rivers of tears I'm glad I found my dad but Rick was just standing there with a smile on his face which made me wanna roll my eyes at Rick. Rick got on my nerves when I first met him and he was siriusly was still waiting to have his questions answered so my picks me up and answers him " she is ten and her name is (y/n) Dixon. We are taking you to our camp." " Ok but I have to get my stuff." He nod in undstandence
Rick jumped in his car while me and dad hopped on uncle Merels motorcycle and headed to their camp
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falling for the sheriff's son
Fanfictionthis is kinda based on an essay I wrote. Carl x yn