Dead means Dead, Alive means Live

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we keep running far away. for about an hour. then we stop.

"we should take a break. stop for the night and stock up on supplies." Michonne takes her sword out and kills a walker coming our way.

"ok. I say we go back to Terminus. we found some supplies in there, we can stay there for a while." my dad looks around at all of us.

"ok." everyone quietly says.

"how will we get there..?" I ask.

"the highway is on the other side of these woods, I'm sure there's cars that still work."

~chapter break~

at the highway I found a car with a bunch of cans and bottles of food just sitting on it. it looks like something was painted on it, but it wiped away.

"hey, check this out" everyone comes behind me.

"Sophia..." carol holds her hand on the windshield with the wipes away paint. umm... what is she doing?

Daryl holds her hand. ok someone better tell me what's going on.

"Judith" Carl pulls me over to talk to me.

"why are they all so quiet? what's going on?" I loudly whisper.

"a year or two before you were born, carol lost her daughter-"

"Sophia" I interrupt him. I look at all of them staring at that car.

"yeah. her. we were friends, then a herd of walkers came and she went missing. dad went to look for her but she was no where so we set up a sign for her-"

"the white paint." I interrupt him again.

"yeah. but we found her later. she was a walker."

a long moment of silence. "im so sorry."

"tell that to carol."

I walk towards carol and as I walking she turns around. there's tears in her eyes but she's not letting them fall. she's really brave and I admire her for that. "you probably don't know what this is-"

"I know. and I'm really sorry. she was so little." I look down.

"thank you Judith."

"WE GOT AN RV!" Tara yells to us with a huge smile on her face. is she not aware of everything we've just been through in the past 24 hours..? but I get where she's coming from. maybe the worlds dead, but the living don't have to act like THEY are. she's always thinking positively and I just wish the whole group can be like that. I wish I can be like that.

what happened with Mark will stay with me forever, it'll never leave.

I guess I can never be like Tara. I can never look on the bright side of things.

I try, but he always comes back to mind.

Abraham and Rosita clear the RV, and after about an hour we got out of the highway.

"Back to Terminus." Tara said, buckling her seatbelt.

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