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Carl looked me in the eyes, " I like you." He said. His bright blue eyes shining as his freckles were noticeable with his pale skin. I opened my mouth to tell him but he turned and left slamming the door behind him.

I got upset I was tired of acting like a kid, like everyone thought I was a baby. Me and carl were around the same age, he was 14 and I was 13 by now. I learned to tell the months by the weather and time by the sky. My dad taught me. My tounge and mouth taste bitter thinking about my dad. He died at the hands of the governor, and I wasnt even the one who got to kill him. Not even uncle daryl, I miss my dad so much. I barley got to see him when he showed back up at the prison. He was mostly locked up and rick wouldnt let me see him without rick watching us. It was my dad and he kept me alive. I had a whole new rise of hate for rick build. Rick was the one who cuffed ma daddy to the roof in Atlanta, rick is the one who told my uncle no when dad and uncle wanted to come home, rick is the one who thought about turning michone to the govenor. Even though the govenor killed my dad rick is responsible.

I kick open the door and stomp down the stairs, rick and carl look up and then have I realized I was in that room for a long time because michonne was there. "Your the reason my dad died!!" I scream. Everyone stands up alerted, rick limps over to a window and checks for walkers. "Keep your voice down" michonne snaps. " oh shut up, if you hadnt stabbed the govenor then he wouldnt have wanted rick to hand you over. Rick wouldnt have thought about it and had daryl and him talk about it. My dad wouldnt hae known amd wouldnt have died. Do you know why he let you go? Or why he was going?" I snap. "He was trying to end this. He may seem like an asshole but he cared! He wanted your boy and daughter to live. He said because he couldnt imagine loosing me, and he woukdnt even wish it on you. The man whos fault it is that he didnt come back the first time. Home to HIS family" I scream.

Rick walks over and puts his hand on my mouth and nose. Pounding at the door and I know I attracted walkers. I push him off amd kick at the door. The banging gets louder meaning they are more egar to get in here. I kick it twice more, "stop" rick demands, I look at him and kick it three more times. He pushes me to the floor. "I wont hace you risking our lifes. We went back its not my fault your you stupid hick ass father left." He snaps. "No it is your fault you stupid asshole" I scream. "Wath your mouth!" He screams. This is it, show them who dixons really are. A new voice sounds in my head. "Yer not my father! Ill kill everyone before I let you control me!" I scream.
Thats my girl. A voice says. Dad. Daddy I think. Stay strong, he sees your weak. Now get off the floor girly, md get that ass in gear. Dads voice says. I stand up and although im 13 im tall. I slam rick against the door and aim a gun at him. "If I have to loose my dad-" I pause looking over at carl and michonne who are both aiming at me. "So does he" I say. Drop the gun girl. Just leave, dont let no one kill ya. Dads voice snaps. I push rick out of the way and kick the side of the house a couple of times, after a minute there is pounding there. I grab my machete, and open the door. Dont look back at them. Dads voice says. But I do I look back to see they are aiming at me. I spit on the floor showing my disrespect towards them, and walk out.

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