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The day started as usual me doing chores arguing with Maggie you know the usual until I peered over the wooden railing of our porch, taking in the calming view. The sun was s hot and the weather was nice today.
"What do you do out here all day?" I say glancing over to maggie whilst attempting to be nice. She looks at me and rolls her green eyes. "Stop messing with me and go inside." She says in an annoyed tone completely ignoring my question. I carry on looking at the view She can't tell me what to do, I do what I want. She gives up on trying to get me to go inside I see her run her hands through her short brown hair as I look away into the distance. I see something moving. A Walker? No they don't run.
"Maggie?" I said as I immediately look at her she get up from her chair and come over to the railing trying to get a better view of the figure moving in the grass. Maggie quickly picks her binoculars looking panicked which only made me panic.
"Hershel." I shout as I finally understand what the thing running is. It's a man who looked like a police officer with his uniform on his face looked scared. I saw him holding a young boy who looks like he has been injured. 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓
Hershel busts the door open making me and Maggie look at him, the man runs closer and is near the porch steps. "Was he bit?" Hershel asks. Maggie puts a hand on my shoulder as we walk over to Hershel "Shot By your man." The sheriff man answers. He was breathing heavily and was struggling to carry the boy, who I'm guessing was his son.
"Otis?" Patricia asks but gets no reply from the frantic man. Hershel runs ahead to the man as Beth,me and Maggie all stay on the porch. "He said find Hershel. Is that you? Please help me." The man said clutching onto his Son.
Hershel turns around looking at all of "Get him inside. Get him inside!" Before everyone starts running inside, I run behind them trying to figure out what is going on "is he alive?" I say not getting a response.
"Maggie painkillers, coagulates.. grab everything." Hershel tells Maggie as he rolls up his sleeves and makes his way into the downstairs bedroom with the man following behind. Maggie runs past me. "ASHLEY, get some clean towels and water." Hershel instructs placing the boy on the downstairs bed. I run off to get them. When I come back I notice the boy laying on the bed his skin pale white. He was pretty cute I thought. He looks young maybe even near the same age as me. Which is weird considering we are in the 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐩𝐬𝐞.
