Found You

I know You

Carl~

As I wake up and exit the closet I was sleeping in, I actually hear things, see things, feel things I haven't in a long time. I here birds chirping, I see a beautiful blue sky with partly pink and white clouds, and I actually feel happy for once.

As I walk down the stairs I see Michonne and Daryl taking watch. Michonne sees me and motions for me to come to the window she is sitting beside. I look out the window and see a white-tailed deer standing no more than twenty-five feet away from the house. We both look up at each other with giant grins on our faces.

"Are we just gonna to sit her or are we gonna go kill this thing and eat it for supper?" Daryl asks.

All three of us walk outside and go towards the deer. Daryl walks the closest and raises his crossbow ready to shoot. He’s about to pull the trigger when a truck comes roaring by causing the deer to run. We look at the truck and someone is thrown out of it. Michonne starts to run towards the body lying on the cold ground. The body is all scraped up and the face is covered in blood. It’s a girl, she’s barely breathing. Daryl picks her up gently and we walk quickly back to the house.

"Is there any bites on her?" I ask as Daryl sets the girl down on the table in the kitchen. "I don't see anything," he replies. "Just a bunch of cuts and bruises."

My dad rushes in and takes one look at the girl. He almost starts to cry.

The girl is clearly unconscious and may have a broken rib. We all walk into the main room and sit down. Glenn and Maggie are down stairs now sitting beside Beth and Judith.

"I'm not sure who this girl is," my dad says to the group. "She will stay with us until she wakes up and then we will go from there what we do with her, whether she stays with us or we send her off on her own."

Michonne and I go into the kitchen where the girl is laying. I grab a cloth and put a little bit of water on it, and wipe the girls face, trying to remove the dirt and blood from it. "You're a good kid," Michonne says to me and takes the cloth from my hands. She takes it away and throws it in the bag where we keep dirty clothes. "I know," I say with a big smirk on my face. We both laugh.

When Michonne leaves the room I go and sit at the table beside the sleeping girl. I see that she has cutting scars on her arms, slit marks on her throat, and burns on her hands. This girl seems really familiar, like I knew her before this all started. I took a really close look at her face, it all came to me. I know this girl. She used to go to my school.

Hi guys. I hoped you enjoyed this chapter. Its short I know, longer chapters are yet to come.

~Jordan