Nalia

Chapter 3.

I walked in to see a girl lying down on a bed. I looked at her strangely. Se turned to me. "Who are you," she says sitting up. I write 'Nalia,'. "Oh, you're the girl who can't talk. Well, I am Beth," Beth says kindly. I smile. I saw her holding a knife. 'What are you holding in your other hand?'. "Nothing," Beth says. 'It's a knife, isn't it. Why do you have a knife? Do you want to die that bad?' I write. "I just want to leave this world, it's too painful," Beth tells me. (By the way, Nalia was 'hospitalized for about until after Shane killed the walkers in the barn -_-) I spoke. "You can't kill yourself, your too young and beautiful. I'd never live with that doubt or guilt." "You spoke," Beth says. "Shh..." I say. She nods.

She hands me the knife and I return it to its rightful place. I came back in and chatted with Beth. She was pretty nice. She didn't judge me. I walked out when it turned dark. It was getting chilly. "You guys should sleep inside, just not Shane," Hershel says. I bring in my bag with my blanket and pillow. I set it on the floor in the living room. I went to the shower with new clothes. I turned on the shower and walked in. I washed my hair. I got out from the cold shower and got dressed. I headed downstairs and fell asleep on the bed. I awoke to the sound of guitar strokes before the apocalypse I played the guitar and sang made up songs. I walked to where the noise was coming from. Glenn stared at me. I stared at him. "Wanna play it? I don't know how," Glenn says. I grabbed it and did a song I made up. Glenn and Hershel seemed to like it. I smiled. I gave Glenn back the guitar. "Nah, you keep it, kid," Glenn says. I walked to the living room and rolled up my sleeping bag and set it somewhere. I set down the guitar and headed to the stables. I saw one of the stalls had no horse in it. I sat in Butter's pen and cuddled with him. I saw Daryl and Carol walk in. Daryl yelled at Carol. I cringed at the noise of the saddle hitting the ground. I opened the stall door and grabbed the saddle and put it back where it was. Carol stared at me. I looked at her from the corner of my eye. I went back into Butter's stall. "I see you are fond of the horse," Carol says. I write. 'I love horses, apparently, they like me too.' "That's sweet, did Carl tell you about Sophia how Shane opened up the barn full of walkers and my daughter... walked out," Carol asked. I shake my head. I saw Carol tearing up I walked over to her and hugged her tight. "You made my day Nalia," Carol says letting go of the hug and putting her hands on my shoulder. Carol then walks off. I went inside Hershel's house and grabbed some carrots apparently there was some carrots. (>.<) 

I walked back to the stables and fed the carrots to Butter. I sat on the hay bail and started sketching Butter. I heard Daryl walk back in, he looked at the saddle that was once on the floor but on the stand. Daryl heard the strokes of my pencil. "Oh, it's you," Daryl says. 'What?' I write. "I'm sorry about your mom. Rick told us when T-dog was saying that we should get rid of you," Daryl says. "Why?" I say. Daryl looked stunned. "You talked? Then why are you keeping it a secret," Daryl asked. "I just am, after my mom, I chose to not speak to anyone." Daryl opened the stall door and walked in and sat next to me. I looked at him. He looked at me. I stood up stroking the back of Butter. "Is it alright for me to ride him," I ask. "Of course," Daryl tells me. I grab the saddle that Daryl threw on the floor and buckled it on Butter. I put on the extra jodhpurs, and helmet and got on Butter. I walked out nice and steady and walked out into the glaring sun. I stare at Daryl then at Butters mane and back at Daryl. I kicked Butter's side making him go faster. I ran around the stable a lot and then jumped the fence. I rode to the house and back. I jumped off Butter's back and unbuckled the saddle on Butters back. I set the saddle in the corner of Butter's stall and out back on my normal shoes, placing my jodhpurs in the corner with the saddle. I also placed the helmet there too. I walked to the house to see the table set. I sat down, placing the napkin on my lap. I wrote, 'thank you for the meal,' I finish the food and set my sleeping bag up in the living room. I fell asleep. When I awoke, I heard yelling and smelled smoke...

                                                           Authors note.

So busy with school I can hardly write, I write at night since I'm a night owl which that suchs. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Also I so busy with studying for tests that I could hardly write, hopefully, that explains why I didn't get that many words. I at least try to get 1k words at least got over 900 words, I am so inspired watching the walking dead all seasons for 8th time.