Dixon Sister

Daryl?

-Sammys POV-
I woke up to birds chirping. Ugh they woke me up. I got dressed in a red beanie and skinny jeans and Yankee baseball tank top. I got out of the tree I slept in. My neck hurts a little. Just because I was sleeping in a tree. That's all. I started walking and then I heard a lot of growling. Shit walkers! They saw me and started stumbling towards me. I ran ahead and climbed a tree. They passed by but it took a little while. There was one left. I was about to get down to kill it. But then there was a gun bullet lodged in its head. I looked down and there was two people under me. One had a scruffy beard. The other had a gun and looked Asian. "We have to get out of here Glenn there was a horde and a girl ran down here somewhere" said the one with a scruffy beard. "Rick we have to help her" said the supposed Glenn. "What if she is dangerous?" Said Rick. "Rick were helping her that's final" Glenn said. I got down from the tree. "I'm not dangerous. Only if you make me mad" I said. That startled them. "Who are you? How many walkers have you killed? How many people have you killed?" Rick said."Samantha Dixon. Way too many too count and three." "Why?" "They asked me to. They were bit" I said. "Come with us" I obeyed. I went with them. When I got there everyone was staring at me. "Sammy?"Said someone I never thought I'd see again. "Daryl?" "Oh god Sammy!" He slightly yelled. He engulfed me in a hug. "Oh my god I love you so much!" "I love you too Daryl!"

Hey my walker slayers! Typing that makes me feel cool. Even though I'm a loner. How have you been? Good? Good. Anyways sorry if that was short.

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