Serendipity ~ Dakota Dixon ~

Chapter 3

Season: 1
Episode: 3,4
Word count: 1008
Warnings: mature language, violence

The next day Rick, Glenn, Daryl and T-dog went back to Atlanta to look for my dad. There was some drama defore they left though. Shane and Lori were trying to convince Rick to stay. It was only yesterday that Lori said to Daryl that Rick would SHOW him where Merle is. They really switch up fast.

Everyone was saying that Rick should stay because he just found his family but what about me, what about my family. They can talk shit about my dad all they want. It doesn't change the fact that they left my dad to die and they don't give a shit about me or Daryl. We're second class citizens in this camp. They wouldn't listen to a word we say but any thing first Lady Lori says goes. I was so upset I couldn't think straight, and I hated this camp more than I ever had before.

I couldn't stand being around these people anymore, and none of them would dare try to stop me from leaving. I couldn't stand the pitiful and curious looks I was getting.

I grabbed some of my extra arrows and made sure I had my pocket knife before heading out to hunt squirrels alone. I knew Daryl would be mad if he knew I was leaving alone but I didn't care.

I walked into the forest making as little noise as possible. I kept my bow ready and listened closely. I kept walking through the forest, getting farther and farther, but I made sure that I didn't go far enough to get lost.

I finally saw a squirrel half way up a tree, I took aim, shot, and hit tge squirrel. I was so proud of myself, for a second I forgot about the aching feeling in my heart and my empty stomach, I was to upset to eat this morning.

I walked up to the tree and quickly realized that I wouldn't be able to reach the squirrel. Usually my dad or Daryl would get it down for me whether I actually hit the squirrel or not. I looked up at the squirrel not know what to do.

I was so focused on getting the squirrel that I forgot to pay attention to what was going on around me. I suddenly felt a pair of hands on my shoulders and a growl in my ear. I turned around quickly and held the walker away from me. The smell of rotting flesh filled my nose as the walker snapped at my face. I could just barely hold it away from me  and I couldn't grab my knife without letting it go. I tried to scream, but I was too far away from camp for anyone to hear me. The bark from the tree scratched my back and my arms were getting tired. I felt my life flash before my eyes and my breath slow.

Without second though I let the walker go and dipped under its extended arms. The walker fell forwards and hit the tree. I ran a couple steps forwards and shot the walker. My arrow went threw its eye and the walker fell to the ground.

I sat down on the ground, to catch my breath and looked at the dead walker and then back to the squirrel that I couldn't reach.

I got up and pulled my arrow from the walkers head. I wiped the arrow on the walkers shirt and put it back into my quiver. I didnt care about the squirrel anymore and walked back to camp. I could hear everyone talking as I got closer. My anxiety was high because of the walker earlier, and just nerves about talking to the group after yesterday. I've been hiding all morning.

I walked around the camp to where the RV was, making sure nobody saw me. I climbed up the ladder to the Roof of the RV where Dale was keeping watch and sat with him for a while.

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After some consideration I decided to join everyone for dinner. Amy and Andrea had caught fish for dinner and I was starving. I hadn't eaten yet today. I sat down with Carol and Sophia. Everything was going surprisingly okay and the moral was high. This was the best meal we'd had in a long time.

I was still not quite feeling myself, but I had to admit everyone elses happiness was rubbing off on me. As we were all eating and laughing Amy got up. "Where are you going?" Andrea asked her quickly. "I have to pee -- jeez there's no trying to be discreet here is there" Amy responded.

Amy left and everyone went back to talking, but we were interrupted by a shrill scream coming from the RV. Amy stood in the door way as a walker bit into her arm. She pushed the walker off  and fell to the ground. Andrea ran to her as everyone got up. I still had my bow on my back so I grabbed it quickly and knocked an arrow.

A large group of walkers flooded into the camp and everyone was screaming. Shane grabbed a shot gun and started shooting the walkers, with Carl, Lori, Carol and Sophia hiding behind him.

"Get to the RV!" Shane yelled. I let my arrow go and it went threw the head of a nearby walker. After this I ran to the RV with everyone else.

It wasn't long before Rick, Daryl, Glenn and T-dog were back with the guns. And it didn't take long for them to take the rest of the walkers out. I ran to Daryl and hugged him, "you okay?" He asked.

I couldn't help but feel like all the deaths were my fault, I could have told Dale about the walker I had incountered near camp earlier but I didn't. If I did they would have had time to prepare and would have been on high alert. But I didn't tell anyone.