Life Isn't Fair

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I give Gregory a look of untrust, and fortunately he looks away in discomfort. I smile in victory and finally try to get out of that place. "Whelp, if you want to trade, give us our stuff and we'll take care of them for you. Goodbye." I twirl my machete in my hand so I seem intimidating. He gulps so I take it that I did my job well, so I walk away before my anger takes control. I didn't know where they got horses from, but I saddled one up without anybody's permission, and rode out of the open gates.

As I was riding back to Alexandria, I had heard a motorcycle behind me. I turned around and noticed that Rick and Daryl were following me with the RV. I kept going until I reached the Alexandrian gate, and hopped off the horse. As I was walking him in, I thought of a couple names. One stuck out in my head. Peanut. (Or whatever you want it to be.) When I get to my house I tie him to a post and go inside to find Carl playing With Judy, Dallas, and Simba. I sigh in happiness and walk over to Dallas, and pick him up to kiss his forehead. "How has my baby been doing?" I talk to the young child in a baby voice, and walk to Carl who has Judy in his arms. "Thank you." I say. "No problem. I'll be going now, bye." He says cheerfully. I walk outside and go over to Peanut, and put Dallas on top of him. I climb on and Peanut trots around on the street. I hang on to the reins and Dallas at the same time, while he is just giggling his heart out. When I get back to my house, I put Peanut on the side and give him some water, and he just goes to sleep. I carry Dallas to bed because he had such a fun time and I feed and water Simba. I make some salad for myself, and a cup of water. After dinner I go upstairs and take a shower, and change into some leggings with a blue tank top. I climb into bed and instantly go to sleep. Tomorrow I plan on doing a training session, where I teach some Alexandrians to fight and cardio.

When I wake up, the sound of Dallas crying makes me jump to my feet and rush to his room. I pick him up and rock him, and he instantly calms down. I go downstairs and place him on the ground, and teach him to walk. I go back upstairs and change into a pair of dark blue tight jeans, a green tank top, and my combat boots. I pull my messy hair into a short ponytail, and I pull on a Grey hat. I grab my machete and pistol, and walk outside after making sure that Dallas and Simba were okay. I check on Peanut and he seems to be doing just fine, so I walk to Rick's house where everybody will be waiting. As soon as I get there people give me nods, and I set up a place to practice. I swing my machete and make a slice and stab movement, and they repeat. "That's how you are supposed to kill a walker. Next I'm going to teach you strength and cardio, so you can become strong, and fast." Everybody nods, and I make them line up. I make them run 25 laps around the street, and some of them don't quite do it. The only ones who do, are Rick, Daryl, Maggie, Glenn, Michonne, Aaron, Carl, And me. I urge them on and give them bottles of water, and we continue to do that for 2 weeks. I notice that a LOT of the people are smaller and stronger, and VERY good with weapons now. Everybody looks in shape and that is such a good thing. We go into the woods in groups and climb trees, and run through grass and dirt and up hills, and we practice shooting bottles and other targets. I look in the mirror and notice a smaller version of myself and a stronger version, and I smile. Dallas is going to be three soon, his birthday is in four days. So I'm gonna have to go on a run. I change into some dark Blue ripped skinny jeans and a long sleeve Black shirt, with my combat boots. I leave my hair down and walk outside to Daryl on his motorcycle, because that's who I was going with. I climb onto Peanut and We ride out of the gates. With my backpack on my back and my weapons in it, it's kind of heavy. But not to where I'd have to take it off. So I leave it on and continue to our destination. When we get to a small barn area, I climb off of the Grey horse and tie him to a post. I look inside while Daryl looks outside and guards at the same time. I look around and find an empty stall with a little girl and her mother, with bullet holes in their heads, laying with their hands held. I cough and turn away, because it reminds me too much of my sister and mother. I walk back out after getting a few of the supplies from the stalls, and meet Daryl by the big barn entrance. When I look to the right I see a whole horde heading towards us. I squeal and climb up on Peanut, and Daryl runs and gets his crossbow. He shoots the close ones with the crossbow while I shoot with my pistol, and eventually we ride away. When we get back to Alexandria for the third time, our bags are filled to the brim and possibly a little over. I ride to my house and tie up Peanut, then grab Dallas and go over to Rick's house. He's getting quite heavy, and my gait is shifting a lot as I walk. I turn around at the right time to hear a gunshot, and my stomach turns at the thought of what happened. I pick up a sound several yards to my left, and I start to full on sprint to Carol's. I leave Dallas with her, and quickly make my way back to my house. I go as fast as I can up the stairs, and reach for my machete, but cut my hand in the process. I hiss from the stinging, and grab my pistol. I don't have time to worry about anything right now. I fly off of the stairs and out of my door, and make a bee-line straight for the gates. My eyes flicker between the different people in a small group, who has guns pointed at Glenn, Daryl, and Rick. "Hey hey hey hey, No need for this." I say, slightly raising my arms in defense. I nod at Rick and walk in front of my people, and look at the possibly dangerous beings. "What's the problem?" I ask, trying to be superior. "Just...Inspecting the place." The leader says, looking around me. I raise my eyebrows at him and then he looks me straight in the eye. I didn't notice the gun pointed at me, but when my left shoulder had a bullet through it and blood pouring down my shirt, is when all of the excitement began.