Alex's POV
It was the day mom and Shawn got bit and turned in to the (biters as I call them) things and Dad thought that there would be a cure so he locked them up in the barn. Everyone was so upset even me but unlike them I knew that there was not a cure and if there was I would have been dead.
"Why are you so easy to give up on them there is a cure there they will survive and you have nothing to say about it, "Beth said.
"OK fine whatever you say," I say to her getting mad.
Otis has been hunting and putting the bitters in the barn and Patricia has been feeding the things and cooking for us.
Everything went as it was as if nothing happened to the world at the farm until a man had came running with a limp body a boy.
My dad said," was he bit or scratched?"
"No, shot by your man he said to find Hershel you him?"
"Otis?" Patricia said.
"Yes," dad said.
After we got the boy in the room Dad asked," what is his name and your name?"
"Carl is his name and mine is Rick." He said.
"Well Rick, Carl is in safe hands you need to go we need some space." Dad said.
"My wife I need to get my wife," Rick said.
"Your not going anywhere until we get Carl moving." My dad demanded.
"Rick," I said " where and who is your wife's name I will get her,"
"Lori," he said hesitantly," her name is Lori and she's at the highway."
"Ok" I say I hopped on my horse and rode off to get Lori.
After I got her and told the rest of her group where we were going I rode off with Lori as fast as I could to the house.
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Another Greene?!?!?!
RandomThis is a story about the walking dead and I am the youngest Greene. Hi my name is Alexia Greene Alex for short and I am living in the apocalypse. I am the only one that understands what has happened to the world.
