"Daryl's P.O.V."
I was goin on a run for more medical supplies for Shelby, and I heard a crying sound, I ignored it at first, but after a few minutes, it was annoying the crap outta me. So I walked deeper into the woods to find out what it was. It finally got SO LOUD I SWEAR it could attract any of them damn walkers from miles away. The crying had came from a girl. A lost, starved, lonely, but beautiful, lone survivor. After a few minutes, she looked up at me, and asked nervously, "Do-do you have a group? Or a place at least? Or even FOOD?" "Yeah" I said. "Do you think I could come with you? Please. I'm begging you." "Sure. But I got some questions for ya first." "ok" she said. "ANYTHING" "Number 1: How many walkers have ya killed?" "Countless" she said. "Number 2: How many people have ya killed?" "Three people" she said. Number 3: Why?" "They were all trying to kill me." So after I got the medical supplies, and got back to the prison, I asked her "what's your name anyway?" "Cameron" she said. "Everybody questioned her and why she was there. Especially Rick. "Who's this?" He asked. "Hi. My name's Cameron. Daryl said I could join you guys. Don't worry, he asked me the three questions and everything." "ok" Rick said. "well, welcome to the group" " Thank you SO MUCH. I haven't eaten in days." I thought Cameron was going to fit in pretty well.
If you don't understand who Shelby is at the beginning, my story blends in with carlgrimesforlife's story "When The Dead Come Walking" make sure to tell me what you think, give me some ideas for Chapter 1 too. Make sure to vote too. And FOLLOW ME IF YOU WANT SOONER UPDATES!!!!
