the walking dead {fan fiction}

CHAPTER 6

SORRY FOR SUCH A LONG WAIT GUYS, I HAVENT GOTTEN ANY FEED BACK AT ALL! PLZ TELL ME IF THE STORIES ARE GOOD CUZ I REALLY WANT TO RIGHT THEM~

"wow kid, you know how to handle a gun!" Daryl said as i lowered myself back into the rv. "once again, I AM NOT A KID! I AM 18!" i yelled. i could feel my cheeks go red with fury. I realized that i shouted an apologized. "its ok i guess" Daryl said trailing off again. I put my black, light weight machine gun, and twisted my bag around to stuff it in there. i gasped as my eyes fille with tears. "WHERE IS THE KNIFE MY DAD GAVE ME?!?" I have had that knife since i was 6, and i loved it and used it all the time. it was very small, almost the size of a pocket knife, but was very sterdy. its blade was 2" and it had a black grip, laced with pink dots. "I- I dont know. No one has been close to your bag Katerina, do you think you dropped it?' Lori asked, very concerned. As I began tearing everything out of my bag, we heard more moans and groans. Carol looked out the window and screamed. No one knew what was wrong, but we had a good guess. She ran for the door. Daryl threw himself in front of it, right before it could be opened. "Carol! We can hear the walkers you can't go out there! You will be torn apart!" Daryl shouted a he pulled Carol away from the door as she thrashed around, screaming and crying. "MY BABY IS OUT THERE!!" She yelled as loud as she could. I immidiently grabbed my machine gun and a random knife out of my bag and lifted my self onto the RV's roof. There i saw a young girl, well she wasn't exactly a girl anymore, roaming around the ruble of the car jam. She wore a rainbow shirt which was soaked with blood and dirt. A bite mark shined with wet blood. I shot at the walkers, tears forming in my eyes. One by one, they fell to the ground with a thud. The last one, Sophia, glared at me through the white film over her eyes. I hopped down off of the RV as the doors swung open. Daryl,Rick,Lori,Carl,Carol,and TDog stood with there hands covering their open mouths. Carol sobbed wildly and ran to the zombified girl. I grabbed Carol's arm and pulled her into a hug as the girl staggered over. Rick came over and reached for my gun that i held tightly as my hands shook wildly I nodded for him to take it as i guided Carol back into the RV. We all sat there on the couch, whimpering. Carol sat next to her daughters dead body, wiping the blood from the girl's cheek. The bite mark was new, she had been killed recently, which made Carol scream more. Daryl and I spent the rest of the day moving cars out of our way, while the others sat inside sobbing. Carol weaved flowers in the little girl's hair, as a sign that she was beautiful no matter what. The RV took off as the sun set ,leaving the poor girl, her hair colored with daisies and roses,and her walker friends to lay for the rest of eternity.