to come to think about did Stephanie show up for a reason? is there a sign or something I don't see. there are more survivers I know it. no. no I feel there are more people. I wanna help people. I wanna move on from here. I don't wanna stay here. I painted on every wall. I played every game. I as g ever some this is just pointless. I was t to stir things up a bit. I held rose and started to pack. "what are you doing?" dayrl ask. Stephanie was still asleep. "I wanna go." I said. he looked at me with a curious look. "thought we were staying?" he said. I kept on packing. "we need to go back to the open road. I wanna go look for others." I said looking at him. he grabbed a bag and started to help. I looked down at Stephanie. I finished my bag. dayrl was still working on his. I held his hand. "are you?" I asked him as he stopped packing. "mhm." he said. I shock my head. I climbed down. "Stephanie? wake up." I said shacking her body. her hand flew up and scratch my wrist. "ahhh!" she screamed. I heard dayrl's arrow fly by my head and shot Stephanie in the brain. I stood in shock. my mouth was open. "beth!" dayrl screamed. blood was falling drip by drop off my fingers. he jumped down and wrapped it up with a shirt of his. I looked at dayrl and looked down at Stephanie. "are you does it hurt?" dayrl asked. "its fine." I said finally replying. "beth." he said wanting to cry.
"don't you even shed a tear. we are much more stronger than that." I said I picked up my bag. "we need to keep moving." I said. dayrl grabbed rose and I stabbed into Stephanie's corpse. I put blood on rose and on dayrl. "what about you?" dayrl asked. I wipes my hands a d knife on my skin. I flipped off the cut up body and quietly opened the door. a walker was on the porch as I stabbed it. I wanna find more people. I know I'm scratched but I can do it.
