Chapter 10- Part 3

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I suddenly felt completely numb as I stared blankly at Carol whilst she ran out. I continued to stare at the door and I could hear shouting from downstairs. I felt hands grab me around my waist and pull me off the bed. I looked at Glenn's worried face and saw his lips moving but couldn't hear anything. It was as if I was paralyzed and he must've realised as he held me round my waist and pulled me out the room. He dragged me out the house and I let a cry out once I saw my farm being torn apart.

The sun was setting so the farm was dipped in orange, the gates were wide open and there were walkers everywhere. I saw the group standing around the RV and their other cars shooting walkers. A walker lunged at me but before it could get hold of me Glenn shot it in the head. "Ariana listen to me, we need to get to the RV, we need to leave!" he said in an urgent voice. I stared at him in disbelief, leave ? leave ?? I'm not leaving my farm and I'm not going anywhere with this pathetic group. Glenn shot a few more walkers and grabbed my hand and started running towards the RV.
I quickly pulled my hand from his and ran towards that barn not caring about the walkers who were snapping at me. I was always a fast runner so I passed by them easily. I quickly opened the barn door and walked towards the silky black horse. I figured the walkers were making their way in so I decided not to bother with a saddle. I struggled to get on due to my wounded shoulders and I could feel Bolt become more and more irritated. I sighed and closed my eyes and jumped up whilst holding on to his mane. I screamed in pain and felt blood trickling down my spine. I let a tear out and held on tight, Bolt raced out of the barn and slowed down outside for a brief moment. I looked towards the RV and saw that all the other cars and Daryl's bike had gone. Glenn popped his head out of RV window and started screaming my name. I guess he made Dale wait for me, I shook my head and waved him off and Bolt raced out of the gates and towards the forest. I felt the wind hit my face hard and my hair flew into my face, I could hardly see where we were going.
My beautiful haven was gone, I was back on square one. I shook my head knowing it was all my fault. Shouldnt have let that stupid group in. But now I'm going to get the hell away from them, the amount of times they've endangered me, bloody hell!

My shoulders and arms felt numb and my grip on Bolt's mane unwillingly loosened. "Stop!" I croaked, I had only rode Bolt once before and it hadn't ended well, I just didn't know how to stop him. Bolt took a sudden turn and I fell off, I hit my head hard but tried to stand up before I passed out. I looked around and realised Bolt was long gone. Okay should have saved the chickens instead of that dumb horse. My head started spinning as it got darker, before I knew it I fell back on the floor. I lay there in my stomach and chuckled, so this is how I was going to die. My eyelids started feeling heavy and I drifted away and was now completely defenseless.

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