IT ALMOST WORKED ! the walking dead ! season 3 episode 10 !
" maybe your right maybe this is all i can be "
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IT HAD BEEN DAYS, days of the never ending pain in her body. the feeling of disgust still etched in her mind, her skin was scratched raw, dark red lines across her forearm in the shapes of her jagged finger nails. eyes puffy, face red and dark bags painted the skin beneath her eyes. she felt gross, her skin felt dirty. laced with the grim that went unnoticed by others eyes, but she could see it and she could feel it. she couldn't describe it, but god she could feel it. everywhere, it was like the feeling had buried deep beneath her skin, and no matter what she did she couldn't shake off the feeling.
sleep still had not graced her, rather it had become her enemy. mocking her sleep, staining her dreams with a crimson red paint, stripping her mind of anything close to a relief. it had began to take a toll on her, the lack of sleep making her feel weakened. the last time she'd gotten any sleep was the day prior when she'd used lee's shoulder as a pillow before glenn had told them what happened.
she hadn't said much of anything to anyone. sure she was there, physically that was. mentally she was anywhere but where her body was, mind constantly running in circles around her, faster then she was able to keep up. she was constantly attempting to make herself focus on anything besides the way her skin crawled, or the way she could still feel his hands on her body.
her father had broken once more, after scaring away a small group that was desperate for help. crazed yells escaping his lips as he stared at the cat walk in the air. truthfully it had scared her, she'd never seen her father react like how he had.
the group, apart from rick and daryl, stood around in the cell block. glenn and carl knelt down, and a small piece of white chalk in glenn's hand, drawing against the cement. "now you said you found tyrese's group here?" glenn questioned the young grimes boy, the boy nodded his head at glenn's words. "but we secured this." glenn told, looking to carl in confusion.
his face still a mix of colors, dark greens and purple painting his face like a canvas. "he thought he came through here." carl told softly, pointing to a small box glenn had drawn, a small replica of the prison layout. natalia stared down at the drawing, back pressed against the wall, brown long sleeve adorning her frame, she'd returned glenn's shirt to him the day prior.
"so we have another breach." glenn concluded, letting out a heavy sigh. "okay. the whole front of the prison is unsecured. if walkers just strolled in it's gonna be cake a group of armed men." glenn told, looking around at the different faces of the group. the group that was slowly getting smaller and smaller, natalia pursed her lips. slowly nodding her head at the man's words, "why're you so sure he's even gonna attack? maybe you scared him off." beth told, arms crossed over her chest, looking down to glenn before natalia.
