Faith In The Wild •CARL GRIMES•

The Safe Zone

HEY Y'ALL. I'm sorry I haven't been posting lately, things have been kind of busy with school and Church, etc. However, I'm not complaining because God has blessed me with more than what I could've prayed for.
OKAY BRO EEEEEK I can't help it, this page is literally the biggest yet! So that's super exciting, but, also I apologize for jumping 3,000 words between 2 pages....  Whatever though you know you love this stuff 😘

Also, something that kind of sticks with Bella's character throughout the story (even though she hasn't mentioned it yet) is 2 Corinthians 12:9-12, which says, "But He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for My is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong." (The NIV 🙌🏻) I just find that it fits with her character, you know?

She's so grateful and able to find beauty even in the worst of situations, so there's that.

Anyways, read on and enjoy! 🥳

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Glenn spun around, feeling oddly surrounded despite seeing nothing but open fields and abandoned cars.

"Keep an eye on them, don't let them leave your sight, this could be an ambush. You never know." A random person said back through the walkie-talkie to the skinny man behind the car.

"Copy that," He responded, the walkie making a sound that seemed like it disconnected.

He tried shaking it quietly to see if it'd turn back on, but when it did, it made a faint beep. Just one, signaling that it was dead.

That one, single noise was enough to reach their ears. It was one of those sounds that you weren't sure if you actually heard, or if you were just paranoid.

"Did you hear that?" Glenn asked, looking startled.

"Hear what?" Rosita tuned in.

"I.. I heard something,"

"You heard.. something? Something like what?" Rosita asked.

"Like, like I don't know. A.. beep?" Glenn replied, almost regretting how childish it sounded.

"A beep? Really?" Abraham said, making it sound even more dumb.

"I don't know! All I know, is I heard something and I'm not taking that chance, okay? We're going a different route, come on."
He started walking back down the road, we obviously couldn't go forward due to blockage and apparently that's where the walkers went after leaving the barn so randomly.

"What other route, Glenn? We don't have one-" Maggie started.

"Then make one."

As all of this tension rose out in the scorching Georgia heat, Rick, Carl, Judith, Aaron and I were all comforted by the blessing of shade inside the barn.

The heat still found its way in, crawling through the splits in the old, sun-cooked wood.

Never in my life would've I imagined wood, could get a sunburn.. but this wood was wearing away each second which only made me want to tell Rick to finally just accept when something good happens to us, and I would've, if the looks on everyone's faces didn't tell me that not one of us could take another vague argument.

I just slouched there, my back to the wall and baby Judith fast asleep, sprawled out on my chest.  My side was going numb underneath her weight, and my back was almost as stiff as these wooden boards.