Chapter 4

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"I have always felt like a monster" Carl says "I kill." I say "We all do." Carl walks off for a minute. When he walks back he is holding an old picture of him, his dad, and his mom. "I live for my mom, I live for Judith." I look at him. "You have to live for your parents" he says looking at me. "I am the reason they are dead Carl, if I would have been at the camp sooner I could have killed the man who killed my mom and dad and the whole group" I say with tears start to fill in my eyes. "It wasn't your fault." Carl says wiping away the tears. "There was a man named Dale" he starts to say "I found a walker in the woods stuck in mud and I didn't kill it. That night the walker got loose and killed Dale." I could tell that he was holding back tears. I was too. "You can't blame the deaths of your loved ones on you," Carl says "I've learned that and you have to." I start to feel hot tears fall down my face. "How can you expect me not to blame myself for my parents death. How Carl How!?" I start to shout. Then we just look up at the sky and I feel his hand on mine. I fall asleep. I wake up with my head on Carl's shoulder, looking at the sun rise.

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