That night I had a dream. Carl and I were sitting together smiling. It was peaceful. The first good dream in months.
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Later in the day, I go to hang out with some of the other kids. I see Lizzie, Mika, Patrick, and a few other kids by the fence.
"Hey." I say. Mika smiles at me.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"Naming them." Lizzie responds.
I gave her a questioning look. She pointed at a walker who had a name tag.
Nick. It read. I begin to walk away when I bump into someone.
Carl. I shiver.
"What the hell are you doing?" He asks.
Lizzy again launches into her reasoning behind naming the walkers.
"Don't name them." Carl finishes before walking away.
I looked back and forth between them.
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The next morning, all hell broke loose. Patrick had.... Died and turned, and bit several other people. It was horrible.
But not nearly as horrible as when other people started getting sick too.
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FanfictionSierra Dixon, daughter of Daryl. The weird girl The bookworm The survivor This is my first TWD fanfic, so please, I'm begging you, don't judge. Starts off kind of slow. The first couple chapters suck, but it gets better at around chapter five.
