Stolen (A Carl Grimes fanfiction)

Hello

It's been around 10 months since I was "claimed" in the store Mark and I were in. Now I'm out on my own. Well not really. I have Lacy. Back at the store that man stole something from me. Something that was reserved for someone I loved. Now, 10 months later, I'm out on my own, in the woods with my 1 month old daughter. Hoping that one day I'll find Mark. Because he was stolen from me too by the same men.

It's cold. I'm freezing. I only have on black skinny jeans and a white tank top because I wrapped my daughter in my jacket so she could be warm. It's her before me. She keeps me alive, so I can keep her alive. I'm dirty, and I have a backpack that's weighting me down. It holds all of Lacy's diapers, baby wipes, and her pacifier.

I'm tired, and hungry. I havent slept or ate for days. Now I'm just walking alone, shivering, holding my baby girl in my arms with my knife in my hand just in case I see one of those things. I still don't have a name for them yet. All I know is you aim for the brain, if you get bit or scratched you'll turn, and noise attracts them.

I was walking when I found the rode.
'Maybe if I follow the rode I'll find shelter and supplies' I thought. My stomach began to growl again at its lack of food but, soon became drowned by the sound of a car. I froze with my back turned away from the sound of the car. I slowly put my knife in its holster while grabbing my pistol and turning around. The car hasn't gotten to close, but when it did it stopped. And 3 people got out of the car, a man, a woman and a boy that looked my age.

"Hello." the man said.

Stay quiet Skylar, you don't know these people.

"My name is Rick. Rick Grimes."