I opened my eyes to a blur. The next thing I knew, I was crouched on the ground with Carl next to me. "How'd you do that? he asks. I stare at him. "You fell out of the tree, and landed like this." he said. I shrug. I climb back up, and pull a piece of chicken out of my pack. I scarfed it down, and hopped back down. I walked over to the fence that has a tiny river flowing down it. I could hear Carl following me.
I knelt down and splashed my face with the warm water. Then I scrubbed my hands. "So... are you gonna tell me what happened in town?" Carl asks. I sigh. "Go ask your dad or Glenn." I say. "Dad's in town with Shane letting Randall go. I can't find Glenn." He says. I sigh again. I think about watching the man get ripped apart, killing Tony.
I'm a murderer. I killed my parents, Sage, and Tony. And I hate myself for it.
-Author's Note-
Sorry about the short chap. Longer one next!
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The Walking Dead Season 2
FanfictionThe apocalypse is real, and it's taken almost everything Isabelle cares about. Almost. Against all odds, she found a group, like a second family. They had a place, until they were forced to move in order to survive. After all, you can never stay in...
