I have been by Carl's side ever since the surgery just waiting for him to wake up , it's the next day now and the others are outside collecting wood for the fire while my family is in here . Hershel places his hand against Carl's forehead "The fevers gone down" he says and then Carl starts to stir. "Baby?" My mom ask as Carl opens his eyes and I smile "Carl !" He looks around dazed " Sophia , is she okay ?" He asks am I frown lowering my head "fine, she's fine" my dad says. He lied she isn't fine , well we don't even know where she is or if she still alive."Rest , we'll be right here okay ?" My mom says softly to Carl. He replies a short okay before going back to sleep. T-dog enters "Their here" he says and I smile excited to see the rest of our group. We all head outside, "how is he ?" Dale asks and my mom replies smiling "He'll pull through" I decided to forgive my mom for what she said for Carls sake but I'm not going to forget it.
"Thanks to Hershel and his people" mom continues before dad cuts her off "And Shane , We'd have lost Carl if not for him". I look over to Uncle Shane and notice his hair , well the lack of it. I have to do a double take to make sure but yeah he's bald , god that was a mistake but I won't tell him that.
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We all attended a funeral for Otis , since we didn't have a body to bury we each placed a rock to make a shrine for him instead. "Blessed be God, father of our lord. Jesus Christ, Praise be to him for the gift of our brother Otis..." Hershel says a speech while holding a bible, I've never been a religious person but I guess it's nice to believe in something when your living in this broken world. " Shane will you speak for Otis?" Hershel asks "I'm not good at it. I'm sorry" Shane dismisses.
"You were the last one with him , you shared his final moments. Please I need to hear , I need to know his death has meaning" Patricia Otis's wife tells Shane through her tears. Shane reluctantly agrees, " we were about done, Almost out of ammo , we were down to pistols by then. I was limping , it was bad....We've gotta save the boy , see that's what he said. He gave me his back pack and shoved me ahead. Run he said , I'll take rear , I'll cover you. And then I looked back..." he stopped talking without explanation the rest as we can manage what happened. He then limps and placed a rock on the tower "if it wasn't for Otis I wouldn't be alive , same goes for Carl".
Something about the way he told that story didn't sit right with me , he wouldn't look Patrica or anyone in the eye and he kept rubbing his left eyebrow and I always noticed he does that when he is lying. I am quite the observant person but I've known Shane my whole life so I know he wouldn't lie about something like this , would he ?
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After the funeral we start setting up camp outside, this place is truly beautiful maybe even better than our last camp. I wish Amy was here she would of loved it , I see Glenn looking through some binoculars and decide to scare him. I creep up behind him and push him forward, he lets out a small scream before pushing me back playfully " El I swear imma get you back for that" he says and I'm still laughing at the look on his face.
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𝒫𝒾𝒸𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒫𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉 ~THE WALKING DEAD~
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