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Fear
an unpleasant often strong emotion caused by anticipation or awareness of danger. In which, Julia feels fear ever since the dead started walking and everyone she's knows is dead.
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It was the next day, and I still kinda felt out of place due to the fact that everyone still had family that they could be with....
Well, except for Grayson so I guess we are alike in some way. I was sitting next to Lori, sharpening my knife so it was better to defend myself and the camp.
I spot Glenn walking to the car he drove and complained about how it was being taken apart. Smirking at the sight, I get up and put my knife down on the side. Walking over to Glenn, and joining Rick as he noticed and walked up to him. "Look at them... Vultures, go ahead. Strip it clean." Glenn said with a frown.
Covering my mouth so I couldn't laugh, Dale let's out a small laugh and walks over to the other side to take the car parts out, turning around for a second to look at Glenn with a grin. "Sorry, Glenn." He said while turning back to the car, before continuing his work. "Gotta use these parts. Generators need every drop of fuel they can get. Got no power without it."
"Don't worry, you'll steal another car some day." Rick said while patting his shoulder with a small grin and chuckled. "Maybe you-" I was interrupted by the sound of screaming, from the woods. Thinking back to that day, I ran over to pick up my knife from the table and followed Rick, Glenn, Dale, Kai, and Grayson. While the worried mothers following behind to get to their kids.
"Carl?!Carl?!?" Lori shouted as Carl runs into her arms while crying. Making sure that all the kids were safe and with their mom's, I sighed in relief and turned around to run to the source of the problem.
Meeting up with Glenn, Rick, and Dale. We see a dead dear and a walker chewing on it's flesh, making me gag because of the smell and turned away with my knife out to stand guard.
Seeing that we weren't into danger, I turned back around to look at the deer and saw the walker getting up. Noticing that there was more food for the dead to eat. Before I was ready to kill the walker.
Rick, Dale, Glenn, and Jim started hitting the walker, not even doing anything. Making me and Grayson look at each other with a side eye, looking back over to the four idiots that kept hitting the walker.
