Chapter 6

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Faith's POV

I sat there in the car. The road was full of traffic. There was an unfamiliar woman driving the car. She looked young. I look around and see a baby in a car seat. I look down and I'm in a car seat.
Then crash.
I heard crying and the woman was dead.
I didn't know what to do. I'm strapped down in a car seat.
I look across to the woman and she kinda looked like me.
I look in the mirror and I look like a baby.
I look across and take a closer look a the other baby. It looks a little bit like me to. Same age.
I close my eyes, not knowing what to do.
I open my eyes in a tent on a cot, with the smell of bacon.
I get dressed and come out of the tent.
"Bout time you wake up" my dad said
Everyone was up and eating. I grabbed the food and went to go sit by Carl and Sophia.
"Hey Faith" Carl said with a smile on his face.
"Hey Carl, hey Sophia" I said
"Hey" Sophia said
"Shane said he was going to teach us to catch frogs later, want to come?" Carl asked
"Sure sounds like fun" I said
"I'll pass" Sophia said
"Ok then looks like your going to miss out" he said as he got up and throw away his plate.
I finished my food and threw the plate away. I went into my tent to read a book and fell asleep while reading it.
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I heard sirens going off everywhere. The other baby and I were removed from the car.
"Looks like the kids are ok" a doctor said
I looked around and saw my dad running to me.
He picked me and the other baby up.
Who is this? I thought
"You guys will be okay" he said as he kissed our foreheads
A tear rolled down his cheek as the medics put the woman driving onto a stretcher.
She was covered in blood. I don't think she was alive.
My dad whispered in her ear something, but I couldn't hear. After he said something another tear rolled down his cheek.
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I wake up to hear growling and moaning.
"WALKERS" I hear some one yell
I didn't know what to do so I stayed in the tent and hid.
Someone starts to unzip the tent so I grab my knife.
"Come in kid" Shane said and quickly grabbed me out of the tent
The camp was filled with walkers, and everyone was being ripped apart.
"Where is my dad?!" I said
"He's okay" Shane said
"Where is he" I said in a smearing voice
"Listen kid we can't get to him right now, but he will be okay"
He kinda sounded mad in the way he said it. We ran towards where everyone else was, in a big circle with guns, knives, machetes, baseball bats, and whatever anyone could use to defend themselves. They were everywhere, we never got this many up here before. It was so-so bloody, the walkers slashing their teeth in to their necks. I just wanted my dad. I stayed behind Shane and cried.

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It was day time, there were so many dead bodies.

"Dad?" I yelled

I see my dad helping carrying the bodies.

"Stay there" he yelled at me

I stayed near Carl and Lori as they were killing the people so they don't turn. I see Carol and Sophia crying. The next thing I see is Carol attempting to kill her husband, that's already dead. I felt like throwing up after all of the blood.

Thoughts raced through my head.

Who is that other baby?
What will happen to our camp?
Where will we go?
Is it possible for me to have a brother?
How much is my dad keeping from me?

I got a headache.

"Why don't you go lay down" Lori said as she led me, Carl, and Sophia to a tent.

"Play some cards or something, I'll tell your guys when to come out

We all nodded and I layed down on the cot in the tent and just thought while Carl and Sophia played cards. I decided to write in my journal.

Our camp was attacked today. About 15 died, we have nearly 20 left. This was our first attack, ever. I feel like this world is just going to get worse and worse. I had a dream. There was a lady that looked like me and I was from a baby's point of view. There was also another baby, which we looked a lot like me too. I was thinking maybe this was my mom, and I could have a brother. I always wonder what my mom was like. She could relate to me, unlike my dad does. Well looks like this a goodbye.

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Should I include more journal entries? Please comment what you think.

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