**"Tom" is right up duuuurrrrr**
ELIZABETH'S P.O.V
I ran to my room and cried. Cried hard. I lifted up my shirt to where I could see the wound, the blood seeping in between my fingers.
He's gone insane. PYSCHO.
I saw a figure appear in my door frame.
"Elizabeth, what's wrong?" Rick asked.
I quickly put down my shirt to hide the cut.
"Oh...oh..nothing..."
"What were you looking at?"
"Um...I don't know..."
"Is that blood?!?!"
Why did I have to wear a white shirt today?
He pulled it up, examining the wound.
"BETH! Can I have some help up here?" He screamed.
I heard a few more footsteps. Sounded like more than 1 person.
Beth walked up to me, followed by a few more. One of them stood out. Not in a good way, though.
"W-who is that?" I asked, terrified.
"Rick pointed at the boy and said,"That's Tom. He was outside."
I shook my head, the tears streaming.
"Elizabeth, why are you cr-" Beth was about to ask, but I cut her off. I gulped.
A whimper escaped my throat,"H-he's not T-tom...."
"What do you mean?" Daryl asked.
I muttered,"Ronny..."
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The Walking Dead: Secrets
FanfictionThis is a play I have been writing in school, but I am changing it into a book. It is based off of The Walking Dead, but my version. Still, some of the characters, and others are just added in. A zombie apocalypse occurred and now a group of people...
