what's it worth?

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"I miss lee" I tell Christa. "I'm sure you do Clem, I'm sure you do." She says with a single tear falling from her eye. "You ok christa?"I ask. "Honestly no, I just can't stop thinking about Omid and the baby." She says. "I under stand." I say. "No you don't, you only 12, you don't understand." Christa remarks.

"You don't understand either" I say coldly. "Whatever. I'm going to go get more firewood" she says walking off into the woods.

-about 5 minutes later-

"Where is the rest of your group" a hoarse, old voice says. "I'm the only one, I swear." Christa says. I sneak closer to find out who it is. "Lying b***h" the man says. One of the other men stabs her in the leg with a pipe. "Christa?!" I shout. "Run clementine!" She says. "Get her!" The tallest man screams. He runs at me and grabs my ankle. I pick a rock and hit his hand with it. "You little f****r!" He says through his teeth. He grasps my wrist. I squirm to get away from him. "Quit f*****g moving!" He screams.

A walker emerges from the foliage and falls against a rock next to us. I take my chance and push the man towards the walkers waving hands and snapping jaws. "You better be glad that I don't have a gu..." he says being cut off mid-sentance by the walker tearing into his throat. *gargling noises* I make a run for it, dodging every walker that comes in my path.

-2 months later-

"This is our last can of beans, and there is only enough to feed one of us" I tell the dog. *whimpers.* "I'm sorry boy but I need it more than you do, I gotta stay strong so I can find more food" I say. He walks forward as if to lick me. But instead he lunges for my throat, in effort to protect my self I push my arm at him. He bites it. *scream* I kick him onto his back and stab him with the knife that I used to open the beans. The knife goes into his right leg. Pinning it to the ground.

He gets back up but before he can attack again I kick him into a large pointy broken car door. It slides right through his body. *whimper* I pitifully look down at the hunger crazed animal. I then look down on at my arm. "Ouch!" I say wincing in pain.

"Anyone there" an old white man shouts. "I need help!" I say laying on my side clutching my arm. An old bald man and a handsome younger man walking into the clearing. "You carry her back to the cabin, Luke." The old man tells the other man named luke. "Will do, Pete." He says walking over to me and picking me up off of the ground.

"Where's your parents?" Pete asks me. *frown* "their gone" I say. "Oh I'm sorry I asked" he replies. "Its ok " I say. "What's your name little girl?" Luke asks. "Le...I mean clementine" I say cutting my self off and correcting my self. "Who's lee?" Pete asks. A tear falls from my eye. "My dad" I say. "How long have you been alone now?" Luke asks. "2 months" I say. "How old are you?" He asks. "I'm 12" I say. "Wow and you've survived 2 months alone?!"he asks in shock. "I would have been scared out of my mind if I was your age and alone!" Pete remarks. "I was" I reply. Luke loses his grip on my leg and almost drops me. My sleeve comes up while he is pulling me back up. He throws me to the ground. "Holy f**k, you didn't tell me you your bitten!!" Luke says with shock written all over his face. "It could have been something else luke, i just because she's bit doesn't mean it was a lurker." Pete tells him. "Well p**s on me cause she ain't coming with us unless we are sure it wasn't a lurker. Cause I can't tell a lurker bite from a moskitdo bite, If it even matters!" Luke says.

"It's just a dog bite!" I exclaim. "Dog bite or not your bitten!" Luke presses on. "Luke get off her case for a moment, we will lock her up in the shed for tonight and if she hasn't turned by morning she's safe!"Pete demands. "But I can't wait till morning! I'm hurt and I need something to clean the wound! " I shout. "Guys just calm down before we attract lurkers and we all get bit!" Pete whisper, yells. Luke hesitantly picks me back up and carries me back to their camp. I fall asleep about half way there. "Wake up sweetie, were here " Pete tells me caringly. "Yes sir" I say wiping my eyes on Luke's hoodie. He smiles and keeps walking with me. "I can walk from here, Luke" I say. "No its fine. I'm sorry for being a jerk earlier your only 12 you don't deserve any of this" Luke says carrying me to the rest of the group who are waiting outside of the cabin. I look at the wind mill "you guys have power?" I ask in awe. A kind looking black man walks up to us "Yes we do " the man says answering my question.

He shakes my hand "hey my names Alvin? What's yours?" He asks. "Clementine " I say hesitantly. Luke sets me down by the rest of the group. I stretch my legs and yawn. Everyone looks down at my arm with wide eyes. I shrug my shoulders. "Just a dog bite. Don't worry." I say. A man with with a beard wearing a plaid short tilts his head and walks over to me.

"Seems logical with the number of gashes." He says facing back to the group.

"She says it's a dog bite. We let her in the group. Say it turns out to be a lurker bite, she turns and then what? The first person she bites is YOUR little girl. Carlos. Your little girl. We can't take the chance, we already lost to many people." A tall man wearing a baseball cap says with an attitude.

"Shut up nick you do not have the right to say things like that!" Carlos snaps at nick.

"And you don't have the right to make calls like that!" He says.

"I have more authority than you do, so stand down!" Carlos yells to nick. Carlos walks over to me and pats me on the head. "Its ok little girl, I believe you " he says before walking back in the house. Everyone except luke and Pete give me a death stare. And if looks could kill I would be dead right now.

"Lock her up in the shed for tonight just to be safe" a thicker black man says. What I'm assuming to be his wives gives him an evil stare. "I say kill the little b***h" she hisses. I give her a dirty look before the man drags me to the shed.

"But I'm hurt and I need help. I'll bleed to death if you don't help me" I tell the man. "Sorry little girl but carlos says we're running low on supplies." He says with a frown.

He walks out of the shed and locks the door behind him.

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