I sat on the forest floor hugging my knees. I closed my eyes but immediately reopened them. The visuals in my head were as bad as the ones in front of me. In my mind I kept playing back that...that..thing biting my family. I'd been up in the tree looking for anything to inspire a drawing when I heard Elizabeth scream. The monster had his hideous, decaying teeth clamped down on the babies neck. "MOMMY!" She screamed. Mom threw a rock at the monster which made it turn to her. From my vantage point I saw the thing come at her and scratch her from the front of her shoulder down. Dad came running back to see the creature feasting on mom. He football tackled it but he wasn't strong enough.
One by one I watched my family get bit and day by day I'm watching them turn into those things. I have a shotgun but I don't know how to use it. Please God, if you're still listening, I need a saving grace. My name is Blair and I need a miracle.
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My Saving Grace (A Daryl Dixon fan fiction)
FanfictionIn the world of the Walking Dead, 17 year old Blair joins forces with Daryl Dixon. ( I promise that my writing is better than my description xD) I own nothing except for Blair, and the other characters I make up along the way.
