I stopped despite the feelings. And old scar sat there. The long gash that was there now a scar.
"T-dog" I whispered
The memories flashed before me as I remember the day I was admiring that beaten old car, only to cause me a gash that could have killed me....i would have been dead if it wasn't for t-dog.
I sigh as I push away the thought but suddenly I hear my door swing open and Carl stands there.
"Ar-" he stops when he sees the blade next to my wrist.
He immediately walks over and grabs the hand with the blade.
"Is this really how your going to end your life?" he asks as he tosses the blade aside.
I shrugged as I pulled my sleeve down.
"You are really stupid if you are" says Carl as he walks out.
I frown slightly at his sudden entrance but brush it off as I pick up the blade and put it in my pocket.
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Sorry that i haven't updated lately.
I got my phone honestly taken away so i wasn't capable of doing my stories or publishing so I'm very sorry guys. Especially for this short chapter. Next one will be better though. That's a promise
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Three Dixon's
FanfictionHaving to survive with her brothers but when there separated by a herd will they ever see each other again? Fan fiction of the hit Tv show, The Walking Dead
