Believe it

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CLEMENTINE'S POV
-Motherfucker..
I said
-Who the fuck did this
Carl's voice started cracking and he said
-Just don't let Judith in
He walked away and i just followed him. Trying to find the correct words i briefly said:
-Shit happens and i promise you we will find the phsyco.
He turned back and stared at me with that blue eyes and smiled at me.
-We have to make a plan. Soon or later they will arrive, we have to be preapered. He answered me
-Yes, i kno..
Some noise interrupted me.
-THEY ARE HERE!
Someone shouted.
-Pissing your pants yet?
That phrase rang the bell to me. I was sure i heard it before.
-No way
Carl ran towards the front gate.
-Lock Judith and hershel on my house
Carl shouted at me as he shaped his knife.
-This place is just about to go down
That voice continued.

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