Chapter one The prison

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I kept running till I lost him. I could run for miles at a time. I stopped the sun was just coming up. I started walking for about 30 minutes till I heard some leaves crunching a little behind me and I ran as fast as I could knowing it was the guard. I kept running till I found a prison. There was a big metal fence around it at least 20 ft tall. I started climbing as fast as I could hoping he wouldn't hear me. When I got to the other side I jumped all the way off and did a little roll once I landed a got up and ran behind a tall tower. He then walked past then turned around and took off running. About 5 minutes later I came out of hiding I was walking around to the front to get abetter View of the place. I put my hand on my katana sword just in case walkers show up. Then a bullet shot inside of my leg it blasted me off my feet and on the grass I landed on my ass. I sat up and viewed my wound then i looked on the floor around me and luckily there were some tweezers. I got them and quickly pulled out the bullet and tore a sleeve off my flannel shirt and wrapped it as tight as I could around my wound. I was done in about 15 seconds. I got up and started running towards the fence. Then it got all blurry and fuzzy and as I fell there was a boy about my age running towards me so I pretended to faint.
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I woke up in an open prison cell I looked around then I got up in an hurry and found out that I was handcuffed to a bunk. Wtf?. I then noticed all my weapons were gone so then I grabbed a bobby pin out of my hair that I always hid there for situations like this. I saw my weapons on the nightstand across the room. I unlocked the handcuffs and quietly got off the bed got my weapons and put my gun out In front of me. I took a peek through the halls and found my way to the kitchen. The sun was just coming up. I heard the sizzle and smell of bacon. I walked in the kitchen and everyone gasped "what?"i say confused "oh" I put my gun in my holster and said "good morning" stretching my arms up and sitting on the counter "how the hell did you get out" said a man standing up looking at me. "I have my ways" I said back. "Somebody get her" the man said "might not want to do that" I said. "And why is that??" He said "because I'm fully armed" everyone stared at me. "Listen I'm not going to hurt anyone I was just hoping somebody could give me some food because all I've eaten for the past week are granola bars and I ran out 2 days ago."everyone went silent "fine take me away" I said Turning around putting my hands behind my back. Then somebody said "Carl" behind me then somebody came up and took all my weapons and took me back to my cell. He sat me down about to cuff me until I said "no" "what?" The boy around my age asked me back with confusion on his face. "No more cuffs" I said back looking him in the eye. "You have to " he said continuing "no" I said he paused again "you kind of owe it to me " I said "for what??" he asked with sarcasm in his voice "you know for shooting me n all" I replied. "How you know it was me?" He asked "because I never fainted I could last a lot longer till I fainted. Oh and thanks for not leaving me there." "Your welcome and sorry for shooting you I thought you was a walker " It's fine I didn't feel a thing" I said "huh" he asked confused. He didn't know that all of my pain I push it down or shake it off I'm used to it. "What?" I asked "how could you not feel a thing. I shot you" "I'm used to it I said still looking him in the eye. Then that guy from the kitchen came in with an old man. "Hello" that guy said when he walked in waving at me. Carl moved out of the way. he pulled out a chair and sat in front of me he looked strait in my eyes. I gave him a smile. "Whats your name?" the guy from the kitchen asked me "what's yours?" I asked "rick"he said "heather"i said shortly after him "why didn't you leave when you got the chance?" Rick asked me "because, I couldn't" I replied staring straight into his eyes "why couldn't you?" He asked back. "Because I would be dead"

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