The Walking Dead-Judith's life

Agreement

"ALL OUTSIDERS, THAT IS FROM THE U.S., STEP ONTO YOUR FRONT PORCH NOW!!!!" we heard a man yell into a PA system. I could hear his anger and worries in his voice.

we all look at each other. were in the middle of a meeting, talking about what to do next. we still have no idea if this place is what they say it is.

"should we?" Daryl asks looking at my dad.

he nods.

we go outside and there's police tape around our porch, where Peter stabbed himself.

"what is this?" Mark comes up to us angrily. "your bringing the outside world into here. you can't just kill people and get away with it! there's prison, the law, it's all back! in fact, it was never gone! whoever killed this boy has to face years or maybe a lifetime in prison. the old world is back-"

"he killed himself!" my dad interrupts him.

"and how would I believe that?"

"you said it's just like how it was before? right? well isn't there some fingerprint scanner?"

"considering the knife came from out there, we don't trust the prints."

"do you trust witnesses?" I blurted out.

"if we get any and the information they provide fits in the category, then yes."

"ok well I saw it go down. he..." I remember him trying to hurt me. I try to explain but no words come out of my mouth. "he tried to hurt me. then I ran inside and when I came out, the knife was in his head." I wept my tears away. I feel a hand on mine. Daryl.

"it's ok." he tells me straight.

"it never will be." I stare at the floor.

he lets go of my hand.

"can I go back inside..?" I quietly ask. one of the police officers were writing stuff in his notebook, and he looks up.

"yes."

I run inside to my room. I miss Mark so much. if he was here, I wouldn't be so..broken.

I don't know what's going on. is this place what they say it is..?

I can't think right now.

am I the reason Peter died?

am I the reason Mark died?

I don't wanna talk to anyone but daryl. I trust him.

now that I think about it, I don't trust anyone but the people that live in this house. dad, Carl, Daryl, Michonne and Carol.

I can't think.

I can't.

what am I doing..?

why am I here.

why did this all happen.

it's not just some experiment gone wrong.

there's something else.

but what is it.

I can't think straight. my head hurts.

Mark Mark Mark.

all I want is Mark.

he's the only one on my mind right now .

it's my fault he died.

it's my fault.

I remember in Alexandria we had an agreement.

"whatever happens, we stick together."

I cant.

I can't kill myself.

that was the agreement.

but I know mark. I know he wouldn't want me to do this.

I wont.

I wanna survive.

I wanna make it.

I will make it.

for mark.