The farm. No worries!

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( Mckezies pov)

The farm was a nice place... Big, Hershel was a nice man. There were absolutely no walkers around, so it was nice getting some peace. I got to help around the farm too. I got to feed the horses, groom them, and muck out their stalls. I never got to go out into the barn though. Safety reasons I guess.

"Mckenzie? you hungry?" Maggie asked from the kitchen. "Yes ma'am." I replied back. "You want some mashed potatoes?" she asked. She looked at me. I nodded my head. She want back into the kitchen, and fixed up some Mashed potatoes. "Here you go honey." She smiled and walked outside. I began to eat hungrily, when I heard a gunshot go off. Otis had gone hunting a couple hours ago. May be he has got something? I quickly got up, and placed my dish in the sink, for I was completely done with the mashed potatoes.

"MAGGIE?" I screamed when I got outside. "Mckenzie, I think Otis must've gotten something, because he wouldn't have shot if there was nothin, unless he ran into one of those walker things." she says. "Now, get back inside, I am gonna muck out the horses stalls for today, and maybe we can go on a ride together after." She walked off.

I ran back inside and sat on my bed. A moment later, the door slammed open. " I can help him!" Otis yelled. "Then help him now!" a familiar voice screamed. It sounded like... Rick! But who is Otis helping? " Oh baby boy.."

a females voice wheeped. I opened the door enough so I could see. Carl. I squinted. Carl! Why wasn't he moving. " C-c-Carl " I shouted. I burst through my door. " Mckenzie get back into your room" Otis demanded. "No" I cried. Otis set Carl onto the kitchen table. Blood spread onto the table. "Now, where's Hershel?" Otis says calmly. I look away. I put Carls hand in mine. I prayed in my head. I hope Carl is ok. Hershel finally Came and got all the bullet fragments out. Otis, Lori, and Rick left to find something in the bathroom. Hershel stayed with carl, and I did too, still having my hand in his.

"Is he gunna be alright?" I asked Hershel reary eyed. "I don't know Mckenzie." He answered back looking solemnly at Carl. I looked at him too, realizing how much I liked him. "Ken-Kenz?" Carl stuttered. " Carl" I cried.

(Carls POV)

I Woke up from the darkness with a pain in my ribs. I whinced in pain and fully opened my eyes. The first person I saw was Kenz. Then an old man. I was in a house and my shirt was soaked. I looked down and I was covered in blood.

" Ken-Kenz?" was the first thing I could say. She whipped her head around and cried, "Carl" was all she said. She hugged me and I tried to get up. TRIED. I almost fell over but Mckenzie held me up. She kissed me on the cheek and hugged me tighter. Best moment of my life. Well except for the pain. We stopped hugging And saw my dad and mom at the door. "Carl" Mom Wiped a tear off of her cheek. Mom and dad ran up to me and hugged me.

" I'm Hershel" the old man announced. I shook his hand. "Thanks for helping me sir." I smirked. I was finaly back on my feet and holding old crutches. I walked over to the porch where Kenz was "Hey" ' I like you' I pictured myself saying. "Hey. You hear the news?" she asked. " No?" what was the news.

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