Stronger than before...

Is anybody there?

"Somebody?!" I whispered weakly "Please is anybody there?"

I was still behind the table, I had ripped part of my shirt and tied it around my shoulder for pressure. My head was still throbbing, I was pretty sure I had an concussion.

It was dark out now, I was covered in my own blood, my teeth were chattering. I had never been so cold, not even when I had slept in Hershels barn.

Hershel. He was dead. My friend was dead. I had cried so many tears I didn't think there was any more water left in my body.

All the memories came flooding back, the good and the bad. There were no words to express the amount of pain I was going through.

"Ow ow ow" I whispered as my shoulder started throbbing again.

All I could smell was smoke, all I could hear was walkers.

I'm going to die here.

There was no way I was going to get out of this, I had lost too much blood. I had no chance of getting out of here in my condition without getting bit.

I clocked my gun, I refuse to let myself turn into one of those things.

I let the tears burst out of my eyes, my hands were shaking uncontrollably.

After everything this is how it ends.

I held the gun to the side of my head.

"Do it" I said out loud "you can do this"

I sat there for a minute, finger on the trigger while I cried my eyes out.

"I c-can't" I said crying as I lowered my gun

I had to stay alive, I had to fight until the end. I had to do it.

I had to do it for Lee, for Hershel, For my parents, For Maggie, Glenn, Daryl, Rick, Carl, Carly, Duck Kenny, Katjaa, Lily...

But most importantly I had to do it for me.

AUTHORS NOTE: Hey guys! I'm sorry that this chapter is so short but I just wanted to show how far Clementines come since the beginning of this story.

Remember how she was ready to let Sasha shoot and kill her? Well I just wanted to show how now that she has been shot she's refusing to go down without a fight.

Thank you all for reading!!