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She was walking down the road, it was more like limping

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She was walking down the road, it was more like limping. Her ankle had gotten scratched by a branch, she tied a dirty shirt around it. Sadly, it wasn't an ankle bandage but it was something. She had been walking for miles. A group of men found her hideout while she was out looking for supplies. They took what she had, which wasn't much. She had carried a bag that had a few cans of expired vegetables, a couple knives, and a book she had found in a bookstore she had found. She was wearing a tank top that had several cuts in it, shorts that were covered in blood, beat up shoes with holes in the toes. A dirt covered ball cap sealed her greasy hair.

Limping down the road, a walker had come out of the trees. A heavy sigh escaped her beat up lips. She grabbed the knife that was attached to her belt. A gun that had three bullets left in it rested in a gun carrier that was attached to her hip. The walker came closer towards her, growls escaping its mouth. Another sigh came from her lips as the walker got face to face with her. She rose her knife and jabbed it into the walker's skull. It fell to the ground as a whimper came from her. She wiped her knife on her shorts as she placed it back in her belt.

"Fuck," she breathed out.

She continued down the road, passing by houses that were half destroyed. They looked empty like she was. Her heart was empty it had suffered from too much heartbreak. She lost so much before everything happened. Once the apocalypse happened, she lost two people at once. It happened right in front of her and she couldn't do anything about it.

She looked up to see a gate. She cocked her head at it as she inched closer. It started to open causing her to get her gun quickly. Her fingers gripped the trigger as she trembled in her own skin. The gate fully opened revealing a woman and three men. The woman put her hands up in defense as she inched closer to the girl.

"We want to help you," the woman said. "My name is Deanna Monroe, these men are Aaron, Kai, and Christopher. What's your name?"

The girl stared at Deanna as she spoke, glancing over to the men every few seconds. "Natalia."

"Well, Natalia, welcome to Alexandria." Deanna said as she motioned towards the buildings behind her.

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