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Hope Mikaelson body lay perfectly on the forest floor like those fair tale movies but this fair tale doesn't have a good ending....
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Season...
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*_:The Walking Dead :_*
Fire
POV:Hope
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Pick Rick or Shane, everyone has choose their part but me I didn't choose. I choose not to be part in their shit...... I mix some paint to finish painting of the farm "Hope" Maggie walks in my room "it's beautiful" "thank you" "you ready" "yeah let's go".... Rick side and Shane side are here for the of Dales funeral "the truth... who we really are. In the end, he was talking about losing our humanity. He said this group was broken. The best way to honor him is to unbreak it. Set aside our differences and pull together, stop feeling sorry for ourselves and take control of our lives, our safety, our future. We're not broken. We're gonna prove him wrong"......
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Hershel is letting ricks people to the house since the cold weather is coming soon, "Hope" "Daryl" he drop his bags "I guess we're roommates now" I laugh as I close my book "if you don't what to-"I'm okay with it D" I stand up from my bed and walk towards him "we're friends remember" we both are admiring at each other "guys! We have a problem!"
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Everyone is at the barn seeing Randell is missing "what's wrong?" "He's gone" I say looking down the dirt to see any tracks "missing? How" "how long he been gone?" My eyes focus to the tree line to see Shane "what's goin' on?" "It's hard to say. The cuffs are still hooked. He must've slipped'em" rick tells everyone "is that possible?" "The door was secured from the outside" Hershel close it. "Rick! Rick!" "What happened?" "He's armed! He's got my gun!" "Are you okay?" Carl ask him "I'm fine. Little bastard just snuck up on me. He clocked me in the face." Shane walks up toward us "all right, Hershel, t-dog, get everybody back in the house. Glenn, Daryl, come with us" "I'm coming too" "Hope" I look at Rick "I'm coming with you" my hand grabs the gun that was hidden on my waist "let's go" I move ahead of him as I look at Shane.....
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