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Carl's Pov

      I'm not someone who likes to run from a fight but first of all, I can't take all of them, and second of all Ron is here and I can't go out there and leave him alone. To many things could go extremely wrong if I went out of this RV.  I see my family they are standing in front of the RV with their weapons on the ground. The people in front of them don't have that many guns. Out of about fifteen people only four may have guns and the rest have just machetes or axes.  I have no clue where to go I mean the only exit is the front door. I have my pistol and that's it. It only has twelve rounds that would not take them all.  But if I took them off guard and shot the first three front guys then my family could pick up their weapons and start shooting to. Ok that's the plan I'm going with it.

"Ron I'm going to take them off guard ok you stay in here." I said looking at the scared boy behind me.

"Please don't go." He said looking like he was about to cry.

"I'll be right back ok but I'm their only chance. I love you, stay here, I'll be fine." I said pecking him on the lips then going out the door.

       I tried to be as quiet as I could coming out. My dad turned his head and saw me, we made eye contact and I nodded.  In about zero point two seconds I came around the corner and started firing at whoever I saw. To the left of me I saw my family pick up their weapons and start shooting to. Then whoever was left of the group pulled out some pistols and started firing. Dear God who knows how many walkers we were attracting. Next thing I know a bullet zipped right past my ear and hit the front glass.

"CARL GET RON GO INTO THE WOODS!" I heard my dad yell from the other side of the RV.

"NO I CAN'T LEAVE YOU GUYS." I said firing my gun once more.

"CARL YOU NEED TO PROTECT RON, GO AND WE WILL COME GET YOU WHEN THIS IS DONE." He yelled over one more time.

      I had no choice. I turned and ran into the RV trying to dodge shots. Ron was sitting in the floor.

"Ron come on we are going through the woods we gotta go now." I said pulling him up.

"Carl wha- ." He was cut off by the sound of glass breaking.

      Before he could protest I grabbed his arm and began sprinting out of the door and into the dark forest. I didn't like this plan for two reasons. One was because it was dark and walkers are probably crawling all over the place since there's so much gunfire. And two I didn't have time to reload my gun so if we come across a few walkers I only have one bullet, and a knife.  Ron's nails are digging into my arm, I didn't realize how far we had ran until I noticed that I could barely hear any gun fire. I don't know if that's a good sign or a bad sign, my dad said he would come get us so I'm not leaving till I hear him coming because that whole group could be back there waiting for us.
       It was pitch black out here and even thought I try to act tough I was pretty scared. Ron was extremely scared.  After walking for a few more minutes we found an abandoned tent with some dried blood on the side of it. That is honestly amazing, we have somewhere to sit while we wait. I pulled out my knife and had it ready just in case something was in there. I unzipped it very quickly but to my surprise the only thing inside was two sleeping bags, two small pillows, a flashlight, and a knife. We kinda hit the jackpot in a way.

"Ron do you want to lay down and sleep a little." I said gesturing over to the sleeping bag.

"Yes I need to sleep away the worry that they won't come for us." He said going and curling up on top of it.

      It has to be around 3 AM if they haven't found us by sunrise then we will just try to make our way back to the RV. I mean we didn't go to far all they would have to do was walk in a straight line until they found us.  No walkers have come at us yet so I'm in fear that a herd will pass through and it won't be good. I'm about to pass out but I have to stay on watch until morning. Ron certainly cannot keep watch so I guess I have to fight this battle. It seems like every time we try travel something bad happens or we get stopped. Doesn't matter where we are going. We get stopped or attacked. I'm not going to panic yet. Maybe they are doing something back at the RV I don't know. Just don't freak out.

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