I was sitting in my tent. I had just arrived here, taken in by a man named Rick, and his group. His son, Carl, caught my eye. He had a tough guy look, but was so cute! He had brown hair, and beautiful blue-ish green eyes. He w as my age too! We were both 13. I had black hair and dark black eyes. My name is Madi. Rick let me stay in my own tent because they had an extra.
"Hi." interrupted Carl. I peered up, with watery eyes.
"Its okay, you'll be safe here." he said. He put a hand on my shoulder. When Rick saved me he was all alone. Then we found a group in town. Rick rescued us and then they took us back here.
"Your father is very kind." i smiled. "But we had to leave MY parents behind. My sister," i pointed to a pretty blond girl talking to Daryl. "her name is Jess. She's the only family i have now..." i finished.
"Thats not true. This entire group is a family, and your part of this family. Whether you like it or not." he said, reassuringly. I smiled at him. I dried my tears and smiled.
"Your right. Lets go talk to people." i suggested.
"Thats the spirit!" he said smiling. We walked outside to the campfire and sat there, sharing stories and laughing. Suddenly we heard the breaking of twigs.
"What was that?!" i panicked and clung to Carl for protection.
"Its okay." said Carl. Rick and Lori smiled. I realised that i was holding onto Carl. Oh my god! I flew off of him, now blushing. I tuck my hair behind my ears, embarrased. Rick and Lori laughed a bit. Carl held my hand. It was PERFECT! Well, minus the fact that we were gonna die.
